His heart leapt up into his throat. He was hot, and some of it was likely fever after all, but a familiar cloying warmth was slowing his thoughts and softening the edges of his embarrassment and fear. He could imagine the fingers on his face and on his stomach settling elsewhere, and it was too much, it had been too much from the very beginning, and he swallowed, loudly, his head laying back a moment as he closed his eyes.
It was terrible. It was painful. He was humiliated by his position and humiliated by his need.
But he swallowed and said, his voice thick as he fought against his tangled, difficult emotions: "I do. I want...I want your...hands, your m...mouth." Fucker. Fucker. He hated how he stuttered, hated that it was so hard to just say. He clenched his jaw and his fists, his anger bubbling hotly, and felt a spasm in the bottom of his belly, his thighs trembling from the sudden reminder that aside from his erection, he was still bearing a considerable burden. He let his held breath out in a rush, his shoulders shivering anew.
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Date: 2016-03-29 07:37 pm (UTC)Aomine's groin throbbed.
"My mouth."
His heart leapt up into his throat. He was hot, and some of it was likely fever after all, but a familiar cloying warmth was slowing his thoughts and softening the edges of his embarrassment and fear. He could imagine the fingers on his face and on his stomach settling elsewhere, and it was too much, it had been too much from the very beginning, and he swallowed, loudly, his head laying back a moment as he closed his eyes.
It was terrible. It was painful. He was humiliated by his position and humiliated by his need.
But he swallowed and said, his voice thick as he fought against his tangled, difficult emotions: "I do. I want...I want your...hands, your m...mouth." Fucker. Fucker. He hated how he stuttered, hated that it was so hard to just say. He clenched his jaw and his fists, his anger bubbling hotly, and felt a spasm in the bottom of his belly, his thighs trembling from the sudden reminder that aside from his erection, he was still bearing a considerable burden. He let his held breath out in a rush, his shoulders shivering anew.
"But the...stuff, the water, I'm still - "