[ It's exhilarating as it is amusing to have Kenma clinging onto him in every possible way: from their lips, to the thin arms around Tobio's neck, fingers tangled in his hair, and legs wrapped around his waist. It was Kenma who had asked Tobio if they could take it slow, and yet, he seems to be just as touch starved as Tobio is for him.
Despite their clothes being in the way, it's easy to pick up on the erection pressing close against his own. It inspires Tobio to shift his hips forward, aligning them together and causing him to groan softly against Kenma's lips.
Moving quick to obey the demand, Tobio leans back and pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his chest built with muscles from volleyball training. Before resuming their kisses, Tobio helps Kenma with his jacket, tossing it to the foot of the bed. As soon as their lips reconnect, Tobio's hand slips under Kenma's shirt, skating up smooth, heated skin. ]
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Despite their clothes being in the way, it's easy to pick up on the erection pressing close against his own. It inspires Tobio to shift his hips forward, aligning them together and causing him to groan softly against Kenma's lips.
Moving quick to obey the demand, Tobio leans back and pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his chest built with muscles from volleyball training. Before resuming their kisses, Tobio helps Kenma with his jacket, tossing it to the foot of the bed. As soon as their lips reconnect, Tobio's hand slips under Kenma's shirt, skating up smooth, heated skin. ]