[He idly wonders just how much experience Takatora has, and then dismisses the thought. That's not something to think of now.]
Please... do what you like to me...
[Part of him is screaming not to give up control, but giving up control now could be useful later. He runs his fingers down the back of Takatora's head to his neck, brushing the skin softly.]
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Ah... that's good, nii-san... that's really... really good.
[He idly wonders just how much experience Takatora has, and then dismisses the thought. That's not something to think of now.]
Please... do what you like to me...
[Part of him is screaming not to give up control, but giving up control now could be useful later. He runs his fingers down the back of Takatora's head to his neck, brushing the skin softly.]