[There's a responsive squeeze of thighs to keep Cy's cock lodged inside of him even as he's lifted, pivoted toward the bed. Breath gusts out at the drop — buried in it, a sound, half-gasped as he feels Cy settle on top of him in a cover of body weight that does not allow any ease of movement. So far they've maintained positions allowing himself some freedom of control; this is the first that most resembles when he'd asked for Cy's aid, when the torment of aphrodisiac had clouded his mind and made it impossible not to succumb to a pleasure he had not ever felt before.
The reaction is immediate, unlocked by that pattern of memory. Sasuke all but thrashes — testing the strength of Cy's hold on him, encircled in an embrace of limbs as he's trapped on the bed. All of his awareness goes to the feeling of Cy's dick as it keeps him open.]
I... [The sensitivity has not abated; he feels raw with static, nerves frayed.] I didn't know that I did, but those dreams... It was in my head before we'd even met. I wanted it. From you.
[If there is one gift this place has given him it would be Cy. Their faces are so close, bracketed by Cy's arm. A craning reach seeks lips against his own.]
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The reaction is immediate, unlocked by that pattern of memory. Sasuke all but thrashes — testing the strength of Cy's hold on him, encircled in an embrace of limbs as he's trapped on the bed. All of his awareness goes to the feeling of Cy's dick as it keeps him open.]
I... [The sensitivity has not abated; he feels raw with static, nerves frayed.] I didn't know that I did, but those dreams... It was in my head before we'd even met. I wanted it. From you.
[If there is one gift this place has given him it would be Cy. Their faces are so close, bracketed by Cy's arm. A craning reach seeks lips against his own.]