[ And it's good thing because Genji wasn't going to keep talking about it either. And, truthfully and terribly, he didn't much care one way or the other what his story was in the first place.
He tilts his head back a bit when he scrapes his teeth, feeling warmth roll down his body. Ah, yes, very nice. More of this—
And, well. When he does that Genji swallows thickly (but doesn't moan, not yet anyway, he has enough self control for that) and feels his toes curl again. Well damn. If he keeps that up he's definitely going to end up being one of Genji's regular booty calls. He's very much into it.
He looks back down, grinning as well, eyes hooded and pupils starting to widen. ] You asked just as many, pretty boy. [ Genji reaches up and puts a hand on Gladio's neck, against the newly blossoming mark he'd left. He presses his thumb not hard enough to hurt, but enough to feel. ] Let's see if you can impress me.
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He tilts his head back a bit when he scrapes his teeth, feeling warmth roll down his body. Ah, yes, very nice. More of this—
And, well. When he does that Genji swallows thickly (but doesn't moan, not yet anyway, he has enough self control for that) and feels his toes curl again. Well damn. If he keeps that up he's definitely going to end up being one of Genji's regular booty calls. He's very much into it.
He looks back down, grinning as well, eyes hooded and pupils starting to widen. ] You asked just as many, pretty boy. [ Genji reaches up and puts a hand on Gladio's neck, against the newly blossoming mark he'd left. He presses his thumb not hard enough to hurt, but enough to feel. ] Let's see if you can impress me.