[ Inigo says he wants to see him, but Tidus isn't planning to let his eyes be anywhere but close to his. Wrapping both of his arms around Inigo's form when he leans over him, one at his back and the other at his head, making the whispered desire barely be spoken with the hunger than Tidus seeks from his mouth.
It's inconsiderate maybe, for the way Inigo has himself balancing on Tidus's torso, but he can surely fix that as Tidus tips his chin up to move his lips as close to the other guy's. He has no shame for letting it be opened wider, to just have his tongue flicking out for Inigo's; his legs coming to tangle around Inigo's as if to have more ways to cling on. Arousal rising in him once more, though it never really left, and Tidus whispers Inigo's name, desperate small kisses planted to whatever space of skin he can leave them on, wanting to lose himself in this shameless act.
His hips want to buck again, he wants to be fucking Inigo to this finish, and it's those thoughts that he finally finishes to, gasping against Inigo's mouth before his head comes to bury close to his, spurts of hot cum making a trail close to where Inigo's is still smeared. A mess that Tidus doesn't think about, can't, waiting as the climax rolls over him until his limbs finally begin to relax. ]
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It's inconsiderate maybe, for the way Inigo has himself balancing on Tidus's torso, but he can surely fix that as Tidus tips his chin up to move his lips as close to the other guy's. He has no shame for letting it be opened wider, to just have his tongue flicking out for Inigo's; his legs coming to tangle around Inigo's as if to have more ways to cling on. Arousal rising in him once more, though it never really left, and Tidus whispers Inigo's name, desperate small kisses planted to whatever space of skin he can leave them on, wanting to lose himself in this shameless act.
His hips want to buck again, he wants to be fucking Inigo to this finish, and it's those thoughts that he finally finishes to, gasping against Inigo's mouth before his head comes to bury close to his, spurts of hot cum making a trail close to where Inigo's is still smeared. A mess that Tidus doesn't think about, can't, waiting as the climax rolls over him until his limbs finally begin to relax. ]