He did, a little, but Tidus will take a suggestion even, knowing how Inigo can be. As appetising as returning to that sloppy kiss would be, he shuffles backwards, legs folding under him and readied to be spread out. But before he goes too far, he takes a hold of Inigo, his hands around his forearms, taking him along with him, as if he's not allowed to get too far from him.
And once he's back far enough, that's when he'll let go; taking a hold of his own cock for a few strokes, his other hand running up his chest, no matter if there's mess there. Anticipation is building inside him, and he wants it, this, Inigo's ass around his dick, everything that comes with it.
Impatient, but he won't say anything. If Inigo has demands (or, you know, requests), he'll comply; but he wants to see Inigo act, Inigo make the moves. For him to climb on top of him, lower down on him, his name already behind his lips to be moaned when he does. ]
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He did, a little, but Tidus will take a suggestion even, knowing how Inigo can be. As appetising as returning to that sloppy kiss would be, he shuffles backwards, legs folding under him and readied to be spread out. But before he goes too far, he takes a hold of Inigo, his hands around his forearms, taking him along with him, as if he's not allowed to get too far from him.
And once he's back far enough, that's when he'll let go; taking a hold of his own cock for a few strokes, his other hand running up his chest, no matter if there's mess there. Anticipation is building inside him, and he wants it, this, Inigo's ass around his dick, everything that comes with it.
Impatient, but he won't say anything. If Inigo has demands (or, you know, requests), he'll comply; but he wants to see Inigo act, Inigo make the moves. For him to climb on top of him, lower down on him, his name already behind his lips to be moaned when he does. ]