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writetomyheart2013-11-29 10:39 pm
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[Team Two] Silk Touch
“Gumdrops?” Jesse held his hand out, offering the bag to Hokuto.
Hokuto ignored the bag of sweets to trail his fingers up the sleeve of Jesse's shirt instead. “New shirt? It looks good on you.”
“For the photoshoot,” Jesse replied, pleased at the compliment.
Keeping his hand on Jesse's shirt, Hokuto stepped closer. “It's silk.”
“Is it?” Jesse asked rather distractedly. Hokuto's caresses felt very nice.
Hokuto walked around Jesse, trailing his fingers up Jesse's arm and over his shoulder. “Expensive silk. Can't you tell from the texture? It's so smooth.” Hokuto wrapped his arms around Jesse and pressed his face against Jesse's back, rubbing his face against the silk.
“Hokku,” Jesse moaned. Hokuto's warm breath against his spine and Hokuto's hands wandering up and down his torso were getting him interested quickly. He had to admit, Hokuto's touch felt different than usual, the silk shirt much softer on his skin than his normal clothes. “I want you.”
“Okay. Just keep your shirt on,” Hokuto replied, before pressing even closer. He mouthed at Jesse's shoulders through his shirt, pushed his hips against Jesse's ass. While rolling his hips in slow circles, he dropped one hand to grope Jesse through his pants.
It was at that moment the door opened. “There you are, Matsumura-kun! Make-up is looking for you, don't stand around here holding everyone up.”
“Sorry, Jesse!” With no more apology than that, Hokuto quickly followed the staff.
“Damn.” With a sigh, Jesse stared at the closed door. Now what? His pants were uncomfortably tight and unlike Hokuto, he still had an hour before his photoshoot. Experimentally, he trailed a hand over the silk, pinched his nipple through his shirt – it did feel nice.
Deciding quickly, he locked the door and opened his pants. If Hokuto was busy, he'd just have to masturbate.
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Hokuto ignored the bag of sweets to trail his fingers up the sleeve of Jesse's shirt instead. “New shirt? It looks good on you.”
“For the photoshoot,” Jesse replied, pleased at the compliment.
Keeping his hand on Jesse's shirt, Hokuto stepped closer. “It's silk.”
“Is it?” Jesse asked rather distractedly. Hokuto's caresses felt very nice.
Hokuto walked around Jesse, trailing his fingers up Jesse's arm and over his shoulder. “Expensive silk. Can't you tell from the texture? It's so smooth.” Hokuto wrapped his arms around Jesse and pressed his face against Jesse's back, rubbing his face against the silk.
“Hokku,” Jesse moaned. Hokuto's warm breath against his spine and Hokuto's hands wandering up and down his torso were getting him interested quickly. He had to admit, Hokuto's touch felt different than usual, the silk shirt much softer on his skin than his normal clothes. “I want you.”
“Okay. Just keep your shirt on,” Hokuto replied, before pressing even closer. He mouthed at Jesse's shoulders through his shirt, pushed his hips against Jesse's ass. While rolling his hips in slow circles, he dropped one hand to grope Jesse through his pants.
It was at that moment the door opened. “There you are, Matsumura-kun! Make-up is looking for you, don't stand around here holding everyone up.”
“Sorry, Jesse!” With no more apology than that, Hokuto quickly followed the staff.
“Damn.” With a sigh, Jesse stared at the closed door. Now what? His pants were uncomfortably tight and unlike Hokuto, he still had an hour before his photoshoot. Experimentally, he trailed a hand over the silk, pinched his nipple through his shirt – it did feel nice.
Deciding quickly, he locked the door and opened his pants. If Hokuto was busy, he'd just have to masturbate.
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