[Who fucking knew such a small gesture as Shouto's thumb on his bare skin could elicit a low moan, his body shivering as he drags blunt nails down Shouto's spine.]
Don't tell me what to do.
[Finally, he manages his breathless comment. He won't run but fuck does he want more. And more. And more. He could probably get lost in this, forget everything if they keep going. He won't run. He doesn't think he'd ever feel the same with anyone else, but with Shouto he doesn't ever want to stop.]
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[Who fucking knew such a small gesture as Shouto's thumb on his bare skin could elicit a low moan, his body shivering as he drags blunt nails down Shouto's spine.]
Don't tell me what to do.
[Finally, he manages his breathless comment. He won't run but fuck does he want more. And more. And more. He could probably get lost in this, forget everything if they keep going. He won't run. He doesn't think he'd ever feel the same with anyone else, but with Shouto he doesn't ever want to stop.]