[ Tidus doesn't believe this to be a dream. It might be the most them situation, to do it like this. He wouldn't say he had any particular romantic ideas about how they'd get here - because that misses the point of why they agreed to this in the first place, with the lack of romance in their lives - but it might be even more simple, more ordinary than Tidus had painted it. Welcoming themselves to a new room and bed by jerking each other off on it, no more than their pants pulled halfway down, the both of them shy and awkward.
But Tidus might be feeling his own awkwardness not hold onto him so tightly. Or, is it his shyness? When between their kisses, he becomes distracted by his curiosity, his age old friend; where Inigo might not want to look, but Tidus, feeling Inigo in his hand, getting an idea of the length of him - ideas aren't enough, when he knows he can just take his gaze lower and see his hand, see Inigo, see even himself; and it's not the most sexiest of sights, but it's reality. It's them. It's what it is.
And he knows Inigo is hurrying more, and Tidus can't help (is it natural? or just because they're guys, and everything feels a bit like a competition) but to want to make sure when he and Inigo come is too different a time, though Inigo has a head start on getting him going. Tidus keeps his strokes as long tugs, mind thinking again, that deadly thing. He's seen porn, but what has Inigo seen? What does he know? When he said he never got with Yuki... can he seduce Inigo himself? With the way that Inigo was sounding kinda.. well... not that bad earlier himself.
Thoughts, trapped between the few kisses as the both of them seem to become more keen on jerking each other off. But Tidus speaks up, voice still low, bringing his gaze back onto Inigo, head tilted slightly, lids lowered. ]
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But Tidus might be feeling his own awkwardness not hold onto him so tightly. Or, is it his shyness? When between their kisses, he becomes distracted by his curiosity, his age old friend; where Inigo might not want to look, but Tidus, feeling Inigo in his hand, getting an idea of the length of him - ideas aren't enough, when he knows he can just take his gaze lower and see his hand, see Inigo, see even himself; and it's not the most sexiest of sights, but it's reality. It's them. It's what it is.
And he knows Inigo is hurrying more, and Tidus can't help (is it natural? or just because they're guys, and everything feels a bit like a competition) but to want to make sure when he and Inigo come is too different a time, though Inigo has a head start on getting him going. Tidus keeps his strokes as long tugs, mind thinking again, that deadly thing. He's seen porn, but what has Inigo seen? What does he know? When he said he never got with Yuki... can he seduce Inigo himself? With the way that Inigo was sounding kinda.. well... not that bad earlier himself.
Thoughts, trapped between the few kisses as the both of them seem to become more keen on jerking each other off. But Tidus speaks up, voice still low, bringing his gaze back onto Inigo, head tilted slightly, lids lowered. ]
Hey... are you planning to cum on me?
[ (Did gay guys find that sexy?) ]