( with ichiro's hand on his chest like that, samatoki wonders if his heart is beating fast enough to be felt. and "close" is never really close enough, so he is all too eager to maneuver ichiro's position so he is on his lap. it's a little awkward at first, but he adjusts around until it finally feels right — and god, why didn't they do this sooner.
he can't get enough of kissing ichiro, savouring his taste, the way his tongue feels against his. he even takes the opportunity to nip and bite a little, his hands finally wandering to explore the boy on his lap. )
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he can't get enough of kissing ichiro, savouring his taste, the way his tongue feels against his. he even takes the opportunity to nip and bite a little, his hands finally wandering to explore the boy on his lap. )