#a.bluelock

[prettyboykatsuki]

Nagi who rlly truly has never found sex to be worth the energy required until you’re straddling him on the couch making out and he realizes he really likes the way you make him feel—all hot and whiny and desperate for more—and really likes the way u look—panting and flush and shoving him down to tug at his shirt even while he stares up at you with big dazed eyes—and decides that maybe you, making you feel good, is worth the effort after all………

pluvi thank you for fueling my delusion i simply saw an edit of him + lost control then read this and immediately lost my fucking marbles. had to wring out my boxers even. dear GOD.

you're so right. it's never even occurred to him, really. getting riled up like that is so much energy and he's never been one to expend what little he has on something like sex. he didn't have any strong opinions on doing it, and he wasn't given enough of a libido to take it into stock for his daily activities. so nagi doesn't have much of a sex drive and what he might have is thoroughly drained by playing soccer.

it's you having a sex driveat all that makes feel like somethings tingling in the back of his head. it's unexpected. not that he cares about something like convention - but he thought things would be...different somehow. he's not expecting you to be so forward (he isn't sure why either. it's not like he made any first moves) but there's something about your express interest that has him feeling fluttery.

there's something little part of him that can acknowledge that he doesn't dislike being wanted. but the attention borders on being too much as you direct at him in that way. it's not anything at first, almost tame. you kiss him and nagi follows, eyes lidded and heart an easy thump.

he likes the way you feel. he's simple enough to not think about it any deeper, chasing the instinct he starts with. the weight of your body - warm skin and soft angles that make him want to move his hands under your shirt. it's still you that's making the effort, that's kissing him only to pull back and make him chase you a little when you pull apart.

when his cock twitches against his sweats, your quick to meet his energy. roll your hips over the hard outline, friction against the seam of your shorts making you gasp his name.

"fuck, seishiro" is what does it.

sends his stomach to flipping. his clothes feel too tight all of a sudden. stunned and breathless and oh-so willing. his hand always settle at your hips and remain unmoving as you chasing the feeling again and again. nagi is hard and it's not some passive desire. he wants to do something about it. he wants you to do something about it.

"take this off, handsome,"

you could probably tell nagi to do anything right now and he would. . he moves to take his clothes off and your hands plane over his shoulder. obvious admiration he's pinned underneath. he wants to feel you so badly it's making him frustrated. his mouth is dried up. it's so incessant, urgent and impatient - he wants to see more. wants you to show him of your own will and call his name like one more time.

"wanna have sex?" you tease, crass and amused at his reaction. he can't nod with more enthusiasm even if he tried. the laugh that bubbles out of you followed by a supplemental lets do it makes his brain feel like it'll melt right out of him.

he really, really wants to have sex actually. he wants to listen to you make that noise again all of his own accord. and he wants you to do whatever you want to him because there's probably nothing that gets him going than that.