Hiromi's wide eyes watch the other's every move, and he's almost positive that his breaths have become incredibly fast paced and shallow. So as not to hyperventilate, he forces himself to take a deep breath, one that completely fills his lungs before answering.
"Given the nature of the last few cases I've taken on ... my mind immediately went to - er, rough play."
He turns to face Nanami on the couch, then traces a fingertip down his clothed chest. Letting it fall down until it's mere inches from his length.
"Make it so I'm sore when I present the rest of the evidence. Make it so I can't forget what we'd done. Make it ...," a brief pause; he clicks his tongue and lowers his eyelids slightly. "So I feel as if I belong to you, Kento."
His eyes close for a moment, breath catching. "I don't know if you riding me will do that but I can take the time to handle that afterwards." He's quiet for a moment before.
"You're an intelligent man; I'm sure you can figure something out," the attorney coos. Though the question gives him slight pause. Was it too much?
"Well, not ... literally. I'm just asking you to be rough with me. If that's alright."
As he waits for confirmation, he'll step off of the couch - just long enough to slip out of his pants and boxers. His cock springs to attention immediately, causing a slight shudder.
"If you have to, utilize your nails. Mark me - just ... er, nowhere publicly visible."
"Anything I do to you will be hidden beneath your clothes." Nanami murmurs it, watching him as he speaks.
"I can be rough, but you should be aware that there's a broad range of ways that can go. Sex obviously, but do you prefer just sex or are you interested in other displays of force?"
He swallows; there's an utmost certainty that it's visible to the blond, given the intensity of the act. Yet the attorney doesn't exactly mind. He's past the point of caring how he looks - given that Nanami has witnessed it all by now.
"Mostly sex, unless you count spanking and scratching a different category."
With that, he casually wraps his hand around his length and strokes so as to not waste time.
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"Given the nature of the last few cases I've taken on ... my mind immediately went to - er, rough play."
He turns to face Nanami on the couch, then traces a fingertip down his clothed chest. Letting it fall down until it's mere inches from his length.
"Make it so I'm sore when I present the rest of the evidence. Make it so I can't forget what we'd done. Make it ...," a brief pause; he clicks his tongue and lowers his eyelids slightly. "So I feel as if I belong to you, Kento."
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"You want to belong to me?"
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"Well, not ... literally. I'm just asking you to be rough with me. If that's alright."
As he waits for confirmation, he'll step off of the couch - just long enough to slip out of his pants and boxers. His cock springs to attention immediately, causing a slight shudder.
"If you have to, utilize your nails. Mark me - just ... er, nowhere publicly visible."
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"I can be rough, but you should be aware that there's a broad range of ways that can go. Sex obviously, but do you prefer just sex or are you interested in other displays of force?"
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"Mostly sex, unless you count spanking and scratching a different category."
With that, he casually wraps his hand around his length and strokes so as to not waste time.
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