（ he holds sasuke still, to stall the rock of his hips. not because he's worried he might come — the tender sentiment sketched into the air between them has him by the throat — but because he just wants to hold him a moment and talk through it. ）
If we were anywhere else.
（ it's a soft echo. a promise, too — because if it happens that they can leave this place one day together, he does want that. one hand strokes lovingly down the boy's spine, settling at the curve of his ass. the other hand is tucked in against the nape of his neck, curled in that long, dark hair. ）
But fuck would I love the way it looks on you.
（ he hooks his knee at the crook of one of sasuke's, then, and flips them so that he's positioned above him on the bed, a motion that displaces his cock from inside him. which he doesn't seem to mind, because it gives him an opportunity to bend down and press kisses against the swell of his breasts, against the place the chain falls against the flat plane of his stomach. another kiss, placed lower, is just below his navel. ）
Watching your tits fill out and your belly swell for me. You'd really have me walking around with a hard-on at all times, huh. There'd be no point to you wearing clothes for the entirety of the pregnancy, I don't think I'd be able to walk past you without bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you raw.
（ he shoves sasuke's legs up, hitches them over his shoulders as he drops down to tongue at that hot, wet spot between his thighs. a drag of his tongue against that honey-slick sweetness, and then a thoughtful kiss is pressed over the femoral artery. ）
when the otp hits just right (derogatory)
If we were anywhere else.
（ it's a soft echo. a promise, too — because if it happens that they can leave this place one day together, he does want that. one hand strokes lovingly down the boy's spine, settling at the curve of his ass. the other hand is tucked in against the nape of his neck, curled in that long, dark hair. ）
But fuck would I love the way it looks on you.
（ he hooks his knee at the crook of one of sasuke's, then, and flips them so that he's positioned above him on the bed, a motion that displaces his cock from inside him. which he doesn't seem to mind, because it gives him an opportunity to bend down and press kisses against the swell of his breasts, against the place the chain falls against the flat plane of his stomach. another kiss, placed lower, is just below his navel. ）
Watching your tits fill out and your belly swell for me. You'd really have me walking around with a hard-on at all times, huh. There'd be no point to you wearing clothes for the entirety of the pregnancy, I don't think I'd be able to walk past you without bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you raw.
（ he shoves sasuke's legs up, hitches them over his shoulders as he drops down to tongue at that hot, wet spot between his thighs. a drag of his tongue against that honey-slick sweetness, and then a thoughtful kiss is pressed over the femoral artery. ）
Can I see that one day, in a genjutsu?