[ What, you don't levitate objects after finding them, Masamune?
'Entice' doesn't quite cover what he's doing to Yukimura. That pose is bad enough (which is to say, fantastic, A+, real fucking good, deserving of being immortalized on paper -- so on and so forth), so never mind how hearing his name punctuated like that is making him feel. His given name.
He's aware that he's probably going to have to remind himself that it's tender lovemaking they're going for. He'll want to fuck Masamune senseless if he forgets. ]
Already I'm certain of how mightily my self-control shall be tested...!
[ He crawls on top of Masamune and, despite the concerns of three seconds ago, pauses to just take in the image of Date Masamune sans eyepatch. He knows perfectly well what Masamune thinks of his scars, but where Masamune sees something loathsome in his own reflection, Yukimura sees something beautiful in its own right.
Of course it's caused Masamune untold suffering. Of course, he wishes Masamune never endured that suffering.
But that scar is there and it's not going away, and the least anyone on this planet can do is give Masamune a reason to hate it a little less.
Yukimura presses a kiss to the scar on Masamune's face.
Slow and deliberate and lingering. ]
Your face is most handsome when I can see the whole of it. You are breathtaking, Masamune.
[ He could stare at him forever.
Of course, if he tried to, Masamune would wonder if he were in some kind of weird trance or something. And so.
With a cock that has actually been lubed for the first time in this, well, timeline, Yukimura steadily, carefully begins to push inside. He won't try going all the way right off the bat. He's trying for romantic lovemaking here, and to get hasty is to get rough. ]
you want slow and romantic you're getting slow and romantic
'Entice' doesn't quite cover what he's doing to Yukimura. That pose is bad enough (which is to say, fantastic, A+, real fucking good, deserving of being immortalized on paper -- so on and so forth), so never mind how hearing his name punctuated like that is making him feel. His given name.
He's aware that he's probably going to have to remind himself that it's tender lovemaking they're going for. He'll want to fuck Masamune senseless if he forgets. ]
Already I'm certain of how mightily my self-control shall be tested...!
[ He crawls on top of Masamune and, despite the concerns of three seconds ago, pauses to just take in the image of Date Masamune sans eyepatch. He knows perfectly well what Masamune thinks of his scars, but where Masamune sees something loathsome in his own reflection, Yukimura sees something beautiful in its own right.
Of course it's caused Masamune untold suffering. Of course, he wishes Masamune never endured that suffering.
But that scar is there and it's not going away, and the least anyone on this planet can do is give Masamune a reason to hate it a little less.
Yukimura presses a kiss to the scar on Masamune's face.
Slow and deliberate and lingering. ]
Your face is most handsome when I can see the whole of it. You are breathtaking, Masamune.
[ He could stare at him forever.
Of course, if he tried to, Masamune would wonder if he were in some kind of weird trance or something. And so.
With a cock that has actually been lubed for the first time in this, well, timeline, Yukimura steadily, carefully begins to push inside. He won't try going all the way right off the bat. He's trying for romantic lovemaking here, and to get hasty is to get rough. ]