[ well, yeah, but you're not supposed to talk about what you do in the bedroom with your boyfriend unless he says it's okay? watch mananan go tell ginger, anyway -- ]

Haa... you make me sound awful. [ he likes it? sometimes? when they're not fucking? under most other circumstances, he likes being showered with affection; it's embarrassing, sure, but it's nice, too -- and mananan's got plenty of that to spare.

with a small huff, he lets go -- lets the other lean back to sit between his legs, instead, pushing himself a bit down to make sure they never quite stop touching. watching mananan take his gloves off is enough to get his heart racing; breath hitching as he braces himself expectantly, pupils dilated and lips parted. it's... almost jarring, how the heat beneath his abdomen spikes as soon as he sees mananan pull his arm back -- a loud groan escaping his throat as soon as the other's hand connects with his cheek.

it hurts -- the impact is enough to make him dizzy, vision going black as the ache sets in. he blinks it away, gasping; doesn't quite get the time to settle down before mananan grabs his jaw and forces his head to turn, eyes wide and face flushed. and if that wasn't enough of a proof how much he liked it, he rolls his hips down against the other, cock straining against the constricting material. one hand wanders up, to wrap around mananan's wrist; he returns his smile with a dazed look on his face, turning his head to press a small kiss against his palm.

after a moment of thought, he follows that up with his tongue; slides it over mananan's fingers, reveling in the way his cheek stings and protests against any movement. ]

Yeah... -- yeah, just like that. Maybe harder. [ he exhales, hooking one leg around the other's hips to pull him in a bit closer. ] I told you to fuck me when you do it, though, didn't I? C'mon, Mananan -- I can see that turned you on, too.

[ if mananan thinks kyun didn't notice how hard he got, he's wrong?? ]