[ When Hikaru's mouth meets his again, Josh realizes, that maybe he could kiss this man for hours and forget about everything else, even if just for a while. His hands are moving again at this point, down past the just of those hips and over the curve of that ass to press him up close, even as his voice hitches, and he breaks away briefly before he rears up his head so that their lips touch again.
There is a particular flavor to the way that you taste, he'd caught himself wondering about it in the first half of the twenty minutes that you were gone that first night at Hyve, the rings in your possession. He'd pushed it away at the time, had occupied himself in some other fashion because the thought had been quick, and easily pushed aside in favor of worrying about what was taking you both so long.
He's latching onto that now, studying carefully with each meeting of lips, the shape and texture of you, the way your tongue slides against his own, one leg coming up to keep you in place as he squirms a little beneath you, because he can feel you pressed up against him and now his mind is moving through the images of you both tangled together, places swiched, him hovering over you; pinning you down. ]
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There is a particular flavor to the way that you taste, he'd caught himself wondering about it in the first half of the twenty minutes that you were gone that first night at Hyve, the rings in your possession. He'd pushed it away at the time, had occupied himself in some other fashion because the thought had been quick, and easily pushed aside in favor of worrying about what was taking you both so long.
He's latching onto that now, studying carefully with each meeting of lips, the shape and texture of you, the way your tongue slides against his own, one leg coming up to keep you in place as he squirms a little beneath you, because he can feel you pressed up against him and now his mind is moving through the images of you both tangled together, places swiched, him hovering over you; pinning you down. ]