[ It's not even as if Tidus has to ask him so politely. There's no way Inigo is leaving this room without making sure that the other was able to finish as well - this whole deal wouldn't be fair otherwise, even if it's just happening as a birthday gift to Inigo in the first place.
Though it does make it easier that Tidus has gotten closer again, because Inigo isn't too sure if he would have been able to sit up so easily. It feels like he's going to be sore as heck in the morning, but for now he's still going to enjoy the feeling he's slowly coming down from.
There's no verbal answer. Inigo just moves one of his hands down onto Tidus's dick, starting to move his hand along the shaft, and then places his other hand on the back of Tidus's head so he can pull the other even closer into a more intense - and more sloppy - kiss than the pecks Tidus himself was giving him.
He doesn't bother to go slow. He starts at a quick pace and keeps it up, intending on drawing Tidus close to the edge as quickly as possible. ]
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Though it does make it easier that Tidus has gotten closer again, because Inigo isn't too sure if he would have been able to sit up so easily. It feels like he's going to be sore as heck in the morning, but for now he's still going to enjoy the feeling he's slowly coming down from.
There's no verbal answer. Inigo just moves one of his hands down onto Tidus's dick, starting to move his hand along the shaft, and then places his other hand on the back of Tidus's head so he can pull the other even closer into a more intense - and more sloppy - kiss than the pecks Tidus himself was giving him.
He doesn't bother to go slow. He starts at a quick pace and keeps it up, intending on drawing Tidus close to the edge as quickly as possible. ]