Misaki - Mikelo - Fushimi shenaniganry

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For whatever our twisted little hearts desire

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[mikelo]

[While just able to hold back a hiss of momentary discomfort, there's no stopping the shiver, once more.

Mikelo's hands briefly tremble as he wills himself to remain more still than he had been moments earlier. Despite his defiance, he certainly knows how Fushimi is. If he keeps it up, there really is no saying how the other might leave him.]

Forgive me, Fushimi-sama.

[Quickly uttered; maybe even polite (or just desperate). He slowly, carefully releases a deep exhale, hoping it won't change Fushimi's decisions. His pulse races with each second passed. It's pleasing to listen to Fushimi's as well, bringing upon a curiosity in Mikelo of when his may pick up as well.

The temptation and desire to move still runs thick as Fushimi has his way, and Mikelo bites down on the edge of his tongue to continue the resistance. Arousal was present from practically the beginning, and the purposefully gentle touch makes it all the more challenging.

Another careful breath. Mikelo's eyes flutter shut to further let himself focus, and for a moment he's grateful how easy it is for him to slip deeper into his own thoughts. The idea and mental image of Fushimi using his mouth is all the more arousing.

Of course, more than that is something he's hoping for.]