Shouichi yelped when Byakuran suddenly flipped them so that he was lying down on the couch. But it was soft, and didn't hurt the least bit, and the subordinate obediently lifted his hips when his boss tried to get his pants off. When Byakuran got off him to strip, goosebumps immediately appeared on the Japanese's legs. The man always kept his office cold.
"Are we...right here?" Shouichi asked, unconsciously rubbing his thighs together for some warmth. It made quite a sight, should Byakuran look. And the question was probably odd, considering they were already half-naked. It wasn't like Shouichi had never been taken on this couch either. But Byakuran didn't hide lube in his office...at least, Shouichi hadn't known him to.
"Do you have any...ah..." He trailed off, blushing furiously, at the sight of Byakuran's naked length.
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Date: 2012-04-03 05:54 am (UTC)"Are we...right here?" Shouichi asked, unconsciously rubbing his thighs together for some warmth. It made quite a sight, should Byakuran look. And the question was probably odd, considering they were already half-naked. It wasn't like Shouichi had never been taken on this couch either. But Byakuran didn't hide lube in his office...at least, Shouichi hadn't known him to.
"Do you have any...ah..." He trailed off, blushing furiously, at the sight of Byakuran's naked length.