[ah, kaeya should have known yuri can give as good as he got. he bites back a groan, his hips moving into that tight grip subconsciously. the way yuri tightens around his fingers is an unspoken promise of things to come, and god he nearly comes in anticipation. but that would be embarrassing! and not a great first impression.
so takes in a steadying breath, thinks of like. roman finger wagging at him in disappointment (nooooooooo). and it succeeds in bringing him down just enough so that he's not near bursting.]
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so takes in a steadying breath, thinks of like. roman finger wagging at him in disappointment (nooooooooo). and it succeeds in bringing him down just enough so that he's not near bursting.]
Where do you want me, beautiful?