[Azuma will thank him for the consideration later. For now, he's just glad they're on the same page. His hand follows, fingers light and less rough than Omi's, slipping gently around his cock, too. He's artful with his stroking, deft, pressure and motion like a choreographed dance, but he's distracted enough by the mutual biting that he misses a beat now and again.
Ah, he never gets this rough with anyone. It's not so bad, after all... And coming from someone with Omi's usually sweet disposition, it's all the better.
Sweeping in closer, he settles himself astride Omi's lap, giving them both easier access.]
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Ah, he never gets this rough with anyone. It's not so bad, after all... And coming from someone with Omi's usually sweet disposition, it's all the better.
Sweeping in closer, he settles himself astride Omi's lap, giving them both easier access.]