His belly quivers under those kisses, skin going taut as his breath catches in his throat. That’s the sort of attention that makes him want to sink back into his pillows and let his partner worship him like a passive idol.
And yes, he knows that’s incredibly lazy, but he’s a lazy man used to trading off utter laziness with his equally lazy wife.
“You want someone else to take charge.” He surmises gently when Suzaku finally answers. He’s never associated erotic pleasure with pain - that combination brings to mind the worst of the nobility, the sort who got off on beating their slaves - so he doesn’t pick up that there’s much being left unsaid. With C.C they have to be so incredibly careful together he’s only lately learnt to stretch himself to being vicious enough to leave little bruises where he’s sucked at a pulse point.
“If I were a selfish man, I’d ask you to-“ He clears his throat “… kiss me. Use your mouth. Until I’m spent, and then I’ll do the same for you. But Suzaku, you’re drugged and I’m completely sober.”
And he’s feeling guilty about that all over again, now he’s so close to an act that can’t be undone. He cups Suzaku’s face as gently as he deserves to be cupped, turning his head to meet his gaze.
“Did you want me? Before today, before we walked in here?” His thumbs stroke over Suzaku’s cheeks. “I have deliberately taken advantage of your weaknesses so many times, and look how much you hate me for it.”
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And yes, he knows that’s incredibly lazy, but he’s a lazy man used to trading off utter laziness with his equally lazy wife.
“You want someone else to take charge.” He surmises gently when Suzaku finally answers. He’s never associated erotic pleasure with pain - that combination brings to mind the worst of the nobility, the sort who got off on beating their slaves - so he doesn’t pick up that there’s much being left unsaid. With C.C they have to be so incredibly careful together he’s only lately learnt to stretch himself to being vicious enough to leave little bruises where he’s sucked at a pulse point.
“If I were a selfish man, I’d ask you to-“ He clears his throat “… kiss me. Use your mouth. Until I’m spent, and then I’ll do the same for you. But Suzaku, you’re drugged and I’m completely sober.”
And he’s feeling guilty about that all over again, now he’s so close to an act that can’t be undone. He cups Suzaku’s face as gently as he deserves to be cupped, turning his head to meet his gaze.
“Did you want me? Before today, before we walked in here?” His thumbs stroke over Suzaku’s cheeks. “I have deliberately taken advantage of your weaknesses so many times, and look how much you hate me for it.”