[ well, if it only required your own wetness to calm it down, yuri would have been out of this place ages ago. still, it isn't like he tried it because that's disgusting and stupid. but... as the other slides fingers through his wetness and smear it right on the curve of his rump, he gasps. the sting is still there, hot, burning, sending a jolt of arousal through him again.
he shoves his fingers inside of himself angrily, teeth grit a moment, which likely gives kaeya time to have his "be cool be cool be cool" feelings about this one definitely not being his yuri. ]
No... No, it's not—
[ it feels worse, even as kaeya's fingers are slowly working him over. his body is responsive, pressing towards his hand, the hot, stiff peak of him pushing against his skin. he oozes out against his fingers, sticky, hot, slick— ] —mmm—
[ at least that feels good. his fingers curl into kaeya's hair and tug. more. ] Keep doing that... that with your hand. [ if there's one thing yuri hates, it isn't being in control of himself, and this? this is like a nightmare, but at least it's actually getting him off. ]
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he shoves his fingers inside of himself angrily, teeth grit a moment, which likely gives kaeya time to have his "be cool be cool be cool" feelings about this one definitely not being his yuri. ]
No... No, it's not—
[ it feels worse, even as kaeya's fingers are slowly working him over. his body is responsive, pressing towards his hand, the hot, stiff peak of him pushing against his skin. he oozes out against his fingers, sticky, hot, slick— ] —mmm—
[ at least that feels good. his fingers curl into kaeya's hair and tug. more. ] Keep doing that... that with your hand. [ if there's one thing yuri hates, it isn't being in control of himself, and this? this is like a nightmare, but at least it's actually getting him off. ]