Sousuke hummed into the kiss. It was what it was now and there was no turning back; he’d already dove in. He pushed his hips forward, actively tracing his cock against Ryouta’s, feeling the size and shape all over again. Cool drops of seawater clashed with warmer orbs of sweat as the sun glowed down from above and he pushed the blonde’s back firmly against the towels below.
“Didn’t think you’d whine about it,” he murmured as the kiss broke and he leaned back to gaze down at him. So both of them had someone special to them, and yet this was happening now… Guess it wasn’t bad for two friends to explore, especially after being apart for so long. They’d changed, grown up, and this kind of… happened. As strong legs spread away from his hips, he shifted his body, moving more onto his knees so he could drag his arousal off of his friend’s and then lower it like he wanted. The head of his length nudged against the other athlete’s balls, dripping a little from his excitement, and Sousuke paused when he felt Ryouta reach for something.
Teal eye glanced up as blind motions flopped around the bag. What was he…? “Hm. Leftovers?” No way had Kise prepared for this. Unless he always kept some lube with him. Sousuke caught the little bottle and popped it with his thumb easily. He inverted it, letting some of the liquid drip down onto his palm and fingers before flipping it back over, capping it, and looking back down at Ryouta. “Prep?” he murmured quietly, fingers curling into his palm and working on slicking up.
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“Didn’t think you’d whine about it,” he murmured as the kiss broke and he leaned back to gaze down at him. So both of them had someone special to them, and yet this was happening now… Guess it wasn’t bad for two friends to explore, especially after being apart for so long. They’d changed, grown up, and this kind of… happened. As strong legs spread away from his hips, he shifted his body, moving more onto his knees so he could drag his arousal off of his friend’s and then lower it like he wanted. The head of his length nudged against the other athlete’s balls, dripping a little from his excitement, and Sousuke paused when he felt Ryouta reach for something.
Teal eye glanced up as blind motions flopped around the bag. What was he…? “Hm. Leftovers?” No way had Kise prepared for this. Unless he always kept some lube with him. Sousuke caught the little bottle and popped it with his thumb easily. He inverted it, letting some of the liquid drip down onto his palm and fingers before flipping it back over, capping it, and looking back down at Ryouta. “Prep?” he murmured quietly, fingers curling into his palm and working on slicking up.