“Alas, my reconsideration of my stance has come too late for me.” He rolls over, still fuzzy-eyed, and kisses Suzaku sweetly on his lips. God, this is something he’d never imagined but it feels so easy. But he doesn’t let his lips linger, too aware of just how needy Suzaku must be. He kisses down, pressing his lips to the underside of Suzaku’s jaw, to the jut of his Adam’s apple, to the place where L.L’s own code is, to where his heart beats strongly under his chest. Suzaku’s so warm, so vital…

He laps the rest of the way down Suzaku’s torso, licking and sucking at his abdominals as he wriggles down the bed. A glance down is enough to relax him - Kaiba’s ridiculous endowment isn’t anything like the average; he won’t have to dislocate his jaw for Suzaku. He pauses hovering over Suzaku’s cock, his breath brushing over Suzaku’s skin, and makes eye contact through his lashes.

“Hold me.” He pleads softly. “Hold my hair like I’m precious to you. Once I gauge how much of you I’m able to take, you may move your hips, or move my head, as long as you don’t push past that point.”