（ it's not quite struggling. it's testing limits, and cy lets him — if sasuke truly protested the position, cy trusts that he'd make it more obvious than this, which is barely just testing their boundaries.

he does wonder, though, if that was the gift of this place. the house had commented on his kindness. maybe it had, in some small way, lead sasuke to him. he soothes the thrashing with the press of his palm against sasuke's arm, down his side, to his hip and the crux of his thigh, and then bends into that craning reach to kiss him. the difference in their heights makes it just a little awkward, exaggerated by penetration, but he manages to make it work by rocking his hips back, pulling himself out of sasuke just a little. it'll be all the sweeter to drive back into him. ）

I'm gonna pin your hand. （ he does so, his left anchoring sasuke's to the mattress, their fingers braided in a clench. ） It won't take me long to get off like this, and then we'll go on to aftercare, okay?

（ his smile is warm, if a little crooked. playful, as the next kiss is dropped against sasuke's temple. ）

Ask me to fuck you hard and I will.