The temperature was evening out, it was true, but the pressure was only getting worse. The blanket hid most of his shame from view, but he could feel it anyway: the sensation of being too full, the push up, and out. In his imagination he could see his stomach puffing slightly, down there near the bottom, and it made him feel hot and too-tight, sort of like -
Oh, fuck.
Aomine clammed up suddenly. He sealed his lips and didn't say another word, forcing himself to be utterly still and squeezing his eyelids shut. The best response she got to her question was a quick, stiff nod, and then nothing else beyond that. He tried not to think about how her fingers felt on his skin at the same time, or how his knee was prickling in the still air from where she'd bitten him.
Mostly done, she'd said; the sooner this was over with, the better.
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Date: 2015-10-13 03:08 am (UTC)The temperature was evening out, it was true, but the pressure was only getting worse. The blanket hid most of his shame from view, but he could feel it anyway: the sensation of being too full, the push up, and out. In his imagination he could see his stomach puffing slightly, down there near the bottom, and it made him feel hot and too-tight, sort of like -
Oh, fuck.
Aomine clammed up suddenly. He sealed his lips and didn't say another word, forcing himself to be utterly still and squeezing his eyelids shut. The best response she got to her question was a quick, stiff nod, and then nothing else beyond that. He tried not to think about how her fingers felt on his skin at the same time, or how his knee was prickling in the still air from where she'd bitten him.
Mostly done, she'd said; the sooner this was over with, the better.