[ Gentaro has eyes, so he knows Dice is absolutely beautiful. But there's something about seeing him like this, laid out underneath him, looking at him like that. It might not be overly romantic, but it tugs at Gentaro's heart and makes him fall even harder.
And that touch. Gentaro hadn't stood a chance from the moment Dice kissed him, but now--now, he's certain of it. Dice gazes up at him like he's something precious, touches him like he's a treasure he wants to uncover; Dice is a story he wants to write over and over again, too.
With a soft laugh, Gentaro leans down and kisses him. It's slow and sweet, but there's heat behind the way Gentaro's lips move against his. His heart beats against Dice's as their chests press together; he wonders if Dice's is as full as his. ]
That's quite the claim. [ He hums and kisses him again. ] I shall not disappoint.
[ He reaches over and, from the nightstand, he pulls out a tube of lube, which is about half full. As he considers Dice, there's a playfully wicked look in his eyes. ]
Would you like to prepare me, or would you like me to give you a show?
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And that touch. Gentaro hadn't stood a chance from the moment Dice kissed him, but now--now, he's certain of it. Dice gazes up at him like he's something precious, touches him like he's a treasure he wants to uncover; Dice is a story he wants to write over and over again, too.
With a soft laugh, Gentaro leans down and kisses him. It's slow and sweet, but there's heat behind the way Gentaro's lips move against his. His heart beats against Dice's as their chests press together; he wonders if Dice's is as full as his. ]
That's quite the claim. [ He hums and kisses him again. ] I shall not disappoint.
[ He reaches over and, from the nightstand, he pulls out a tube of lube, which is about half full. As he considers Dice, there's a playfully wicked look in his eyes. ]
Would you like to prepare me, or would you like me to give you a show?