[Azuma will do his utmost to make this singular and memorable. He laughs faintly at those words, not knowing if he ought to tease as is customary for him. Instead, he opts to finally, finally wrap his lips delicately around John's cock, humming with approval as he works his way down.
He's done this before. And he's attentive as it gets. Not only that, but somehow he's enjoying this little encounter much more than he thought possible, so he's genuinely putting in just a touch of extra effort, because the man has earned it.
The fingers in his hair make Azuma shiver, and he responds rather favorably to a touch of roughness. Not much, he's wispy for a reason, but some is acceptable, and he communicates that with little hums and reactions to things he likes, sharp intakes of breath through his nose when he doesn't.
The tight grip on his hair is delightful, at least, and he knows what a good grip means in a situation like this. Unfortunately, he won't be giving control over so easily, not even with his mouth occupied. Somehow he doesn't think John will mind. Just a hunch. What he forbids he more than makes up for with effort and skill, though, tongue working, hollowing his cheeks to suck before taking him in remarkably far. And he's relentless. There's a delicate rhythm to what he's doing, but there's hardly a moment of rest.]
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He's done this before. And he's attentive as it gets. Not only that, but somehow he's enjoying this little encounter much more than he thought possible, so he's genuinely putting in just a touch of extra effort, because the man has earned it.
The fingers in his hair make Azuma shiver, and he responds rather favorably to a touch of roughness. Not much, he's wispy for a reason, but some is acceptable, and he communicates that with little hums and reactions to things he likes, sharp intakes of breath through his nose when he doesn't.
The tight grip on his hair is delightful, at least, and he knows what a good grip means in a situation like this. Unfortunately, he won't be giving control over so easily, not even with his mouth occupied. Somehow he doesn't think John will mind. Just a hunch. What he forbids he more than makes up for with effort and skill, though, tongue working, hollowing his cheeks to suck before taking him in remarkably far. And he's relentless. There's a delicate rhythm to what he's doing, but there's hardly a moment of rest.]