[This is all new to him too. The excitement, the rush, the fear of loss if he screws something up. It's different than anything else, but if Shouto can handle it he's not going to stop. That sensation of Shouto's mouth suctioning on his shoulders has him humming at first before he buries his face in Shouto's neck to stifle a whimper.
He feels Shouto move against him and he presses his body further, deciding to do the same and lightly bites the side of his neck, grazing his skin with his tongue and gradually sucking on his skin. Take that, bastard.]
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[This is all new to him too. The excitement, the rush, the fear of loss if he screws something up. It's different than anything else, but if Shouto can handle it he's not going to stop. That sensation of Shouto's mouth suctioning on his shoulders has him humming at first before he buries his face in Shouto's neck to stifle a whimper.
He feels Shouto move against him and he presses his body further, deciding to do the same and lightly bites the side of his neck, grazing his skin with his tongue and gradually sucking on his skin. Take that, bastard.]