[ shu may have mastered the art of poker facing, but nazuna knows shu. he knows his every little expression, knows how his tiny, approving smile is like winning the lottery, knows he cares so much from just the touch of his pulse.
but it's helping to spur him on, too. he can catch on to everything, hyper aware of his dance partner's motions. that's the whole point of dancing together, right? of knowing each other. that hunger shoots straight down his spine, turns him on even worse than before, to the point that the briefs he put on feel a little uncomfortable. but it's hot, and the lack of suggestion in his tone just makes it even worse. nazuna's matching him, irises just a thin circle of pink, the heat on his cheeks only matching the one boiling up in his stomach.
he follows the command as easily as anything. nazuna sets his right leg down, takes a moment to run the fingers of his right hand up the space between the top of the stockings and the bottom of his underwear. it gives him a second to regains his composure, and to watch shu react, to watch him follow his hands with his eyes. it's intoxicating, and he exhales, slowly, letting himself fall into the scene.
he lifts his other leg and this time, carefully places his perfectly pointed toes in his lap, touching the inside of his thighs and the crotch of his pants. nazuna looks at him, feels his mouth going dry, but lowers his gaze to carefully roll the second stocking up, right there in shu's line of sight. ]
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but it's helping to spur him on, too. he can catch on to everything, hyper aware of his dance partner's motions. that's the whole point of dancing together, right? of knowing each other. that hunger shoots straight down his spine, turns him on even worse than before, to the point that the briefs he put on feel a little uncomfortable. but it's hot, and the lack of suggestion in his tone just makes it even worse. nazuna's matching him, irises just a thin circle of pink, the heat on his cheeks only matching the one boiling up in his stomach.
he follows the command as easily as anything. nazuna sets his right leg down, takes a moment to run the fingers of his right hand up the space between the top of the stockings and the bottom of his underwear. it gives him a second to regains his composure, and to watch shu react, to watch him follow his hands with his eyes. it's intoxicating, and he exhales, slowly, letting himself fall into the scene.
he lifts his other leg and this time, carefully places his perfectly pointed toes in his lap, touching the inside of his thighs and the crotch of his pants. nazuna looks at him, feels his mouth going dry, but lowers his gaze to carefully roll the second stocking up, right there in shu's line of sight. ]