[he pushes ryuu's shirt up so he can lean down and plant warm kisses down his well sculpted torso. there was no wondering why ryuu's spikes were so strong, and why he was a shoe-in for their new ace once asahi-san graduated. he was... magnificent, really.
his hands smoothing down the taller boy's sides, exploring every bare inch he can.
easing down a bit, lowering himself as he nudged ryuu's legs apart. he takes the time to lay between them, resting his chin on a hip while fingertips trace the length of him through his shorts.]
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[he pushes ryuu's shirt up so he can lean down and plant warm kisses down his well sculpted torso. there was no wondering why ryuu's spikes were so strong, and why he was a shoe-in for their new ace once asahi-san graduated. he was... magnificent, really.
his hands smoothing down the taller boy's sides, exploring every bare inch he can.
easing down a bit, lowering himself as he nudged ryuu's legs apart. he takes the time to lay between them, resting his chin on a hip while fingertips trace the length of him through his shorts.]
...Can I make you feel good, Ryuu?