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[It's overaffectionate, squishy, and fabulous. I love it! I'll pencil that in for next week, clearly. Well, I'll pencil it in when I have time, not right now, because . Well--just because.]

[twitching all over, way too overly pleased at your length--not for much of any reason other than it was really neat and great and awesome to know this was due in some part to me]

Oh--oh, Don-san.

[biting onto my lip, and my hips jerk a little at your touch, your hand soft and easy on my arousal. Inexperience gets me a lot of worries here--but I'm craving more and more of your touch, I can't hold myself back from the wanting, appreciative murmurs]

[I nearly melt into the gentle pressure of your fingers on me--instead, I'm just melting helplessly into the kiss you so graciously supply, drifting the backs of my knuckles over you while our lips touch. Your body is... really endlessly fascinating, just because it's you and yours and how lucky I am that we come from so far apart but this still feels beautiful and strange and excellent all at the same time]

[When my hand drifts up towards your fly, I hesitate, then just go back to touching you through the fabric of your pants, pads of my fingers dragging over you. I don't want to go too far or too fast for you. >:!]

[yes I could probably live without comparisons with pencils right now, though I'm probably not as hung up on that as Earth guys]

[am definitely, visibly interested, all because of you]

[very softly] I love you.

[as;ldkjasdlfkjafd]

[arching into your touch]

[small huff, semi-irritated at myself, you're obviously willing, not going to laugh or yell at me for my not terribly experienced actions, and I should take the next step, so I'm going to gently undo your pants and sneak a hand inside to cup you]

[So long as you are you and it's a sign I make you happy I don't really care about anything else, length, girth, width, if it's blue or not]

[your words make me stop in my tracks for just a second--eyes turning towards yours, wide and open and so soft--before I break out into a joyful grin] Don-san, I love you too!

[oh my gosh that felt the absolute best to say, like ever. One good turn deserves another?] I love you. I love you.

[my own movements stutter and pause as you take those careful steps-- then I press forward into your hand, with a soft moan--no wonder people like doing this, if it feels like that.]

[that is good though I'm hoping there won't be any shriek-worthy surprises for you]

[...okay, now I just want to capture that moment and replay it in my head forever, because OH, YOU, you are so amazingly adorable and I can't believe we're here and doing this and you actually love me back]

[BEAMING with utter joy, this day has been so much better than I could've ever hoped] I love you, Gai!

...

That... that feels amazing.

[lost in wonder at the feel of you pressed into my hand like this, vulnerability and strength and trust]

[I wonder what happens if I begin softly, so softly, wrapping my hand around you and experimentally moving my hand up and down]

[I think it's cute and sexy because you are cute and sexy]

It does, doesn't it? I'm glad. I want you to know that I do-- I love you. [Doofiest grin everr]

[I pull your pants down just so, trying to concentrate on pleasing you and so I tug you out of your boxers, just in time to grip you hard when you start stroking me, because good gosh I'm not going to ne able to handle that long. ]

[BEST GRIN EVER, another moment I'm going to lock away and take out to replay in my head every time I'm sad or lonely or, well, bored]

[delight bubbling up through me, emotional pleasure along with physical pleasure]

[shuddery gasp at your hand on me, hips jerking forward involuntarily]

[brain whites out for a moment as I adjust, then I manage to add my other hand to what I'm doing to you, caressing around the base, gripping, stroking]

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