[ it's hard to focus on much of anything but roxy's delicate fingers, the sound of her voice. he obviously likes each touch, opens an eye when she presses her mouth to kiss his slit--it doesn't draw a noise, but his shoulders roll like he's trying to keep himself from pushing up for more of that fleeting little feeling.
he could just watch her put that curl behind her ear all day. (there's the fleeting similarity to someone he knows, there, and ichiro almost sees her. he has to keep himself anchored to the present though--the past is ichiro's manacle, and he's worked so hard to escape from it.)
ichiro's mouth curls back into a grin, and he runs his hand through roxy's hair again, over the crown of her head, pushing hair back just a little to enjoy the view himself, too. ] You got it. 'm in your capable-- mnnhn.
[ yeah, he loses about five cool points there, because he's a human being and there's a mouth on his dick. his fingers instantly tighten in her hair, shoulders hunching forward, head tilting down a little towards her. even that's enough to stir the heat to his gut, and if he wasn't fully hard before he sure as hell is now, flesh hot to the touch. ] Fuck.
[ ichiro's plenty reactive--he always has been--and the hissed curse is immediate, but his eyes stay open, focused down on the gorgeous sight in front of him. ]
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he could just watch her put that curl behind her ear all day. (there's the fleeting similarity to someone he knows, there, and ichiro almost sees her. he has to keep himself anchored to the present though--the past is ichiro's manacle, and he's worked so hard to escape from it.)
ichiro's mouth curls back into a grin, and he runs his hand through roxy's hair again, over the crown of her head, pushing hair back just a little to enjoy the view himself, too. ] You got it. 'm in your capable-- mnnhn.
[ yeah, he loses about five cool points there, because he's a human being and there's a mouth on his dick. his fingers instantly tighten in her hair, shoulders hunching forward, head tilting down a little towards her. even that's enough to stir the heat to his gut, and if he wasn't fully hard before he sure as hell is now, flesh hot to the touch. ] Fuck.
[ ichiro's plenty reactive--he always has been--and the hissed curse is immediate, but his eyes stay open, focused down on the gorgeous sight in front of him. ]