[When met with the rocking of Goro's hips, Akira's voice crawls its way up out of his throat unbidden, a soft groan nearly drowned out by the moving water beside them. He gathers himself when Goro stills, though a deep flush has colored most of his visible skin. He grins when questioned, squirming just enough to reach into the coin pocket of his jeans. From it, he produces a slim squeeze-pack of-- it may well be lotion, but it's a suitable lube alternative.] What do you take me for?
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Date: 2024-03-30 06:04 pm (UTC)