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poor romani, as if he thinks he can turn the tables on ritsu with nothing more than a vague protest at the idea of relaxing into ritsu's touch.
"mmn, you have to," ritsu says gently. they kiss romani's neck, move to his shoulder, all while keeping the pace they've set on romani's cock. "cum for me, romani. please?" they want to watch him.
and he obliges, shuddering and pressing against ritsu as romani does let himself go. ritsu strokes him through it, slowing down as cum drips over their fingers. romani's cute, flushed and panting. they like seeing him like this, and give him further kisses and soft murmurs of praise as he catches his breath and relaxes again.
ritsu looses their grip once romani wriggles around to face them, and then abruptly lean forward to steal a proper kiss. "you're allowed to let yourself relax a little longer before you start worrying about me." as if ritsu isn't also hard, wouldn't be equally desperate to provide service were they in romani's position.
they hold romani's wrist lightly in their clean hand, holding him still while they rub their cheek against his hand. "heheh. you don't have to ask for permission. you can do whatever you want. or should i guide you?" last part offered in a bit of a teasing lilt, as if romani doesn't know what he's doing already. ritsu settles back somewhat, offering themselves up for romani as they watch him still, enraptured by the flush over his cheekbones.
really, he's cute. romani's far too cute. they absentmindedly skim their fingertips over their own cock, movement slicked by the remains of romani's cum on their fingers.
