It wasn't hard to notice one of those things his voice did to Ryouta. Hot... The thickening flesh against his skin, shifting and growing with his nerves locking onto the gentle, erotic movement immediately. Didn't help when he gave his hips a light nudge, unconsciously tracing himself against the lines of Ryouta's thigh. Teal eyes lidded halfway and he leaned forward a bit. “Can't say I've done this before with someone else,” he murmured, the vibration of his voice melding with the beat of his heart as a hand settled over his chest. He arched a little into the touch, his pectoral spreading Ryouta's fingers and pressing to his palm.
A light drag of his hand through the current and Sousuke curled his hand around the other boy's hips, nudging the heel of his palm against his pelvis curve. The blonde's definitely an athlete, cut and sleek by his profession. It'd be lying to say that wasn't attractive. “Someone complained I do it unconsciously.” The seduction thing, because hell knows he's not actually tried to to seduce someone with his swimming. Honestly, he and his friends tend to have that complaint levied at them a number of times. Can't help it they're hot, fit, and water's attractive in its own right.
Sousuke hadn't exactly been prolific sexually. Even in Tokyo at an all boy's school, he'd been far too focused on his sport and his dream really bother with relationships or even fooling around much. A few times, when hormones got the better of him, sneaking something with another guy in the same proverbial pool. But considering he kept mostly to himself regardless, he hadn't felt the need to bother coming out or cared what people thought if he did. Even if Ryouta kept nudging him to change that when it came to a certain someone... Maybe later, when they're not currently wrapped up in each other.
As golden eyes drop, Sousuke tightens his grip on the other boy's hips, noting how warm he is compared to the water and obviously how turned on the blonde is. Hell with it, there's no point in denying it. Water splashes as he pulls, dragging Ryouta over and finding his mouth with his own as he brings their hips and arousals flush against each other. That leg wrapped around the basketball player's only helps out and twines more around him.
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Date: 2016-01-30 04:46 pm (UTC)A light drag of his hand through the current and Sousuke curled his hand around the other boy's hips, nudging the heel of his palm against his pelvis curve. The blonde's definitely an athlete, cut and sleek by his profession. It'd be lying to say that wasn't attractive. “Someone complained I do it unconsciously.” The seduction thing, because hell knows he's not actually tried to to seduce someone with his swimming. Honestly, he and his friends tend to have that complaint levied at them a number of times. Can't help it they're hot, fit, and water's attractive in its own right.
Sousuke hadn't exactly been prolific sexually. Even in Tokyo at an all boy's school, he'd been far too focused on his sport and his dream really bother with relationships or even fooling around much. A few times, when hormones got the better of him, sneaking something with another guy in the same proverbial pool. But considering he kept mostly to himself regardless, he hadn't felt the need to bother coming out or cared what people thought if he did. Even if Ryouta kept nudging him to change that when it came to a certain someone... Maybe later, when they're not currently wrapped up in each other.
As golden eyes drop, Sousuke tightens his grip on the other boy's hips, noting how warm he is compared to the water and obviously how turned on the blonde is. Hell with it, there's no point in denying it. Water splashes as he pulls, dragging Ryouta over and finding his mouth with his own as he brings their hips and arousals flush against each other. That leg wrapped around the basketball player's only helps out and twines more around him.