[ Dimitri is gentle but urgent in how he hushes Hizamaru. He looks back over his shoulder, paying the two behind them an apprehensive look.
And then he looks back toward Hizamaru, conflicted– because he finds this whole thing to be perverted and improper, but can't help the way his own body reacts to seeing it, and likewise can't help the guilt that pools in the pit of his stomach when Dimitri realizes how this fuels his own arousal. ]
It goes faster if someone else does it for you.
[ It takes real effort not to turn away from Hizmaru's gaze.
Dimitri moves to sit on the very edge of the loveseat so that he's at a better angle while also still obscuring any view the other two may have. ]
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[ Dimitri is gentle but urgent in how he hushes Hizamaru. He looks back over his shoulder, paying the two behind them an apprehensive look.
And then he looks back toward Hizamaru, conflicted– because he finds this whole thing to be perverted and improper, but can't help the way his own body reacts to seeing it, and likewise can't help the guilt that pools in the pit of his stomach when Dimitri realizes how this fuels his own arousal. ]
It goes faster if someone else does it for you.
[ It takes real effort not to turn away from Hizmaru's gaze.
Dimitri moves to sit on the very edge of the loveseat so that he's at a better angle while also still obscuring any view the other two may have. ]
If you will allow it.. I can–