[Those long, slow kisses rank highly in those things he likes best so far. A low noise slips from him when that hand is brought to Yuji's chest, more than ready to get back to that. Raidou's fingers slip over his chest, lightly tracing lines and scars in exploratory circles, before venturing a little lower to do the same over his abs. Touch as eager and playful as the grin he'd given Yuji moments earlier.
Is it fair that he's the only one who gets to have this kind of fun? Much like how Yuji lead his own hand, Raidou takes his, placing it at the hem of his own shirt. His hands tightens around Yuji's encouragingly; it's your turn now. Go for it.]
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Is it fair that he's the only one who gets to have this kind of fun? Much like how Yuji lead his own hand, Raidou takes his, placing it at the hem of his own shirt. His hands tightens around Yuji's encouragingly; it's your turn now. Go for it.]