it's not like he doesn't want to. he's sixteen, of course he does, it's just that the sheer idea of taking something like that for himself is foreign. when things are for him, they really aren't, at the end of the day. even when reira confronted him, he has a feeling that it was just for her ego and consciousness rather than him, considering they stopped mid-way to talk.
not that it bothered him at all.
right now, however, reira is a far thought that he can dwell on later. he has someone on top of him, genuinely wanting him - although he isn't convinced it's not just because she has gotten more out of their encounters than he has. his lips find hers, tongueful and eager, a hand opening his pants to make it easier.)
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it's not like he doesn't want to. he's sixteen, of course he does, it's just that the sheer idea of taking something like that for himself is foreign. when things are for him, they really aren't, at the end of the day. even when reira confronted him, he has a feeling that it was just for her ego and consciousness rather than him, considering they stopped mid-way to talk.
not that it bothered him at all.
right now, however, reira is a far thought that he can dwell on later. he has someone on top of him, genuinely wanting him - although he isn't convinced it's not just because she has gotten more out of their encounters than he has. his lips find hers, tongueful and eager, a hand opening his pants to make it easier.)