Shouichi watched Byakuran root underneath the couch cushions, and his eyes narrowed as the man's hand re-emerged with what could only be lubrication. The ginger had no delusions about being his only lover, but that didn't mean he had to like the idea that Byakuran often fucked other people in his office. His expression darkened a little, even as he spread his legs for the man.
The jealousy soon fell away to pleasure and anticipation though, and Shouichi sighed as Byakuran's fingers passed over his entrance. "When I get back..." was the empty promise, as he wrapped his hands around his and Byakuran's arousal, stroking both of them to full hardness.
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Date: 2012-04-03 06:56 am (UTC)The jealousy soon fell away to pleasure and anticipation though, and Shouichi sighed as Byakuran's fingers passed over his entrance. "When I get back..." was the empty promise, as he wrapped his hands around his and Byakuran's arousal, stroking both of them to full hardness.