He shudders at the pull to his hair, tilts his head back, panting, for a moment before he can even move. Jedao whines softly, abruptly aware of how painfully hard he is; getting up off his knees is much less graceful than going down had been. He turns enough to scoot sideways onto Gonou's lap, kisses him fervently.
Gonou wraps his arms around Jedao's waist, pulling him in close as he returns the kiss with passionate intensity, licking into his mouth even as he frees one of his hands from the embrace, finds one of Jedao's, threads their fingers together so he can pull the hand up to his own cheek.
Ending the kiss with a little scrape of teeth over Jedao's lip, Gonou turns his head into Jedao's hand instead, pressing a wet, open-mouthed kiss to his palm. He lets his tongue flicker out to trace the lines there, tasting a hint of his own musk on the skin.
Gonou can't quite help how smug he looks at that, but, then, he's not trying to help it at all.
He presses another kiss against the meat of Jedao's thumb, and takes the heel of his hand gently between his teeth, holding it there for a moment as he meets Jedao's eyes -- then letting go, and kissing the tiny dents his teeth had left, the lightest brush of lips.
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"Yeah." It's possible the roughness of his voice is just due to the blowjob. Possibly.
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He's shifting back a little in the nest of palm-tree roots, making room for Jedao to settle in on his lap.
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He presses another kiss against the meat of Jedao's thumb, and takes the heel of his hand gently between his teeth, holding it there for a moment as he meets Jedao's eyes -- then letting go, and kissing the tiny dents his teeth had left, the lightest brush of lips.