[ He has a retort poised on the tip of his tongue, ready to chastize Kojiro for thinking Kaoru is putting any effort into looking sexy. There's also a point to be made for not trying to last, for giving in when they feel pleasure and not trying to perform to some kind of standard or expectation. All of that goes out the window when Kojiro drags the tips of both fingers over his prostate and stars explode into Kaoru's vision. He gasps so quickly that it catches in his throat as his back arches, the sound escaping a moment later when it dissolves into moans and curses. Just like that, he's gone from cautious preparation to desperate need. ]
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Then fuck me! I'm ready for it.