I'm as careful as I can be, though it was probably a little too late for past-me.
( it probably doesn't take a scientist, or at least someone with an analytical and inquisitive mind, to know that who he's seeing is someone very special. it's also not all about his physique, though he would be stupid to not spot how defined the man is beside him through the fabric. how luchino would also love to remove whatever happens to be in his way, to get a much more personal look... but that doesn't necessarily need to happen in the scenario that plays out in his mind, right? no, the most important part is that mouth of his and those lips, how luchino lingers on those for a second or two before returning his gaze back on shiro's face. firm. sculpted.
and those words definitely come from experience. it's the weight that comes from them versus some kind of philosophical and theoretical realm of the imagination. what does shiro know? what has he gone through? it must have to do with that arm of his, or perhaps those who crafted it for him. or some other species or culture that would do anything to conquer? shiro's words hang in his ears, bounce around in his mind. corruptive... corruptive. is he corrupted? or made for the better? he's never let his mind wander down that path, because it does make him feel guilty where guilt shouldn't be.
for science. for discovery. not for selfish gain.
luchino's curiosity is only piqued further as his tongue is accepted. that shiro matches his movements with his own. he's humbled. he knows that their joint experiment will be a very fruitful one, especially if the human is as good as he says he is; that his prior experiences will allow him to completely test whether he can keep his mouth shut with pizza inside while receiving a blowjob.
okay, so maybe he's being a little selfish.
grabbing a spare slice, he moves over to his bed and sits on the edge of it. he rocks back slightly, then leans forward so that he can easily fit his tail on as well. )
I suspect that it'll be easier for you if I sit. I'd hate to make you bend over or kneel for too long.
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Date: 2020-09-08 09:07 pm (UTC)( it probably doesn't take a scientist, or at least someone with an analytical and inquisitive mind, to know that who he's seeing is someone very special. it's also not all about his physique, though he would be stupid to not spot how defined the man is beside him through the fabric. how luchino would also love to remove whatever happens to be in his way, to get a much more personal look... but that doesn't necessarily need to happen in the scenario that plays out in his mind, right? no, the most important part is that mouth of his and those lips, how luchino lingers on those for a second or two before returning his gaze back on shiro's face. firm. sculpted.
and those words definitely come from experience. it's the weight that comes from them versus some kind of philosophical and theoretical realm of the imagination. what does shiro know? what has he gone through? it must have to do with that arm of his, or perhaps those who crafted it for him. or some other species or culture that would do anything to conquer? shiro's words hang in his ears, bounce around in his mind. corruptive... corruptive. is he corrupted? or made for the better? he's never let his mind wander down that path, because it does make him feel guilty where guilt shouldn't be.
for science. for discovery. not for selfish gain.
luchino's curiosity is only piqued further as his tongue is accepted. that shiro matches his movements with his own. he's humbled. he knows that their joint experiment will be a very fruitful one, especially if the human is as good as he says he is; that his prior experiences will allow him to completely test whether he can keep his mouth shut with pizza inside while receiving a blowjob.
okay, so maybe he's being a little selfish.
grabbing a spare slice, he moves over to his bed and sits on the edge of it. he rocks back slightly, then leans forward so that he can easily fit his tail on as well. )
I suspect that it'll be easier for you if I sit. I'd hate to make you bend over or kneel for too long.