[Mayoi was, at his core starved of intimacy for such a long time. The things that lead to his need of a service pet to his career as an idol… to be touched in this way was both a fantasy and an instinct he’d worked for so long to stifle. Now he has been just as much uncaged as Tatsumi.]
[His free hand slides into Tatsumi’s hair, raking through his scalp and around the base of his ears. Those soft, expressive ears… Mayoi loves them to death.]
[Mayoi’s own nature …all he has to show for it are two almost invisible scars on his back. Impossible to see but perhaps easily felt by the right touch. A silent symbol for all of his secrets and fears.]
[While Tatsumi leaves a trail of fire along his skin with his lips, Mayoi arches and moves, as if encouraging him more, he needs more. Tatsumi’s touch is practically intoxicating and he’s long gone.]
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[Mayoi was, at his core starved of intimacy for such a long time. The things that lead to his need of a service pet to his career as an idol… to be touched in this way was both a fantasy and an instinct he’d worked for so long to stifle. Now he has been just as much uncaged as Tatsumi.]
[His free hand slides into Tatsumi’s hair, raking through his scalp and around the base of his ears. Those soft, expressive ears… Mayoi loves them to death.]
[Mayoi’s own nature …all he has to show for it are two almost invisible scars on his back. Impossible to see but perhaps easily felt by the right touch. A silent symbol for all of his secrets and fears.]
[While Tatsumi leaves a trail of fire along his skin with his lips, Mayoi arches and moves, as if encouraging him more, he needs more. Tatsumi’s touch is practically intoxicating and he’s long gone.]