[makoto isn't worried rin will stop. that's something about rin; determination plays a big role in who he is, and now that they've settled to do it this time, there's no way they aren't. the moment rin pulled away from the kiss and started making his messy way down makoto's chest, makoto sat up on his elbows as support and--stared.]
[his breathing became shallow, not wanting to giggle stupidly at any tickles caused by rin's hair on him, his lips dedicated, his hands warm on makoto's thighs. it was difficult not to be consumed by anticipation, the moment so fragile and so close, makoto gripping at the sheets in eagerness.]
[--so when rin speaks, a whine escapes through makoto's words. he's never been extremely vocal during these moments, but his vocalisations are quite telling whenever they do come out of him.]
It is, Rin... Just, uh, you're doing great?
[his eyes remain on rin's, until he can't help but look down at his boyfriend's lips--and something in him shatters a little at the general sight of rin on his bed, like this. makoto groans, just about covering his mouth with the back of a hand, his voice quiet but filled with want.]
Re: King Shit
[his breathing became shallow, not wanting to giggle stupidly at any tickles caused by rin's hair on him, his lips dedicated, his hands warm on makoto's thighs. it was difficult not to be consumed by anticipation, the moment so fragile and so close, makoto gripping at the sheets in eagerness.]
[--so when rin speaks, a whine escapes through makoto's words. he's never been extremely vocal during these moments, but his vocalisations are quite telling whenever they do come out of him.]
It is, Rin... Just, uh, you're doing great?
[his eyes remain on rin's, until he can't help but look down at his boyfriend's lips--and something in him shatters a little at the general sight of rin on his bed, like this. makoto groans, just about covering his mouth with the back of a hand, his voice quiet but filled with want.]
Fuck, Rin, you're really sexy...
[when makoto curses tho]