Damn. He was right; this guy's dick was big. Pink briefs, too... Plus, Denji isn't judging because—what the fuck does he care?! And he assumed he meant when it was like... hard... He tears his eyes away from Shidou's cock, mentally reprimanding himself for his curiousity. What the fuck.
Denji sucks in a breath when Shidou leans in, snapping Denji out of his head as he leans back, eyes widening. He thinks about it. This dude is good at everything sexual, right? Wouldn't that include kissing?? Denji's wild about kissing, but... The appeal's always been the softness of a girl's lips, the warmth of a soft body and her feminine scent...
At least he's...been kissed by girls. All hot, even if all fucking insane. So it's not like he's losing another special first, or something... But he's not attracted to this guy (he hopes) at all. Still, this is like... an unpaid evening of getting sexually spoiled.
In the back of his mind, he's stuck on the fingering thing—remembering what this guy said about prostates, but he's still... on... the kissing thing...
"N-nah, no other rules, I think..."
Fuck it, god, he's already here.
Denji answers him by leaning forward, though with clear nervy hesitation, pressing a full and clumsy kiss to Shidou's lips. It's probably clear he's inexperienced, but that he has the right passion that can be directed and habilitated. He wonders how different it'll be, kissing a dude...
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Damn. He was right; this guy's dick was big. Pink briefs, too... Plus, Denji isn't judging because—what the fuck does he care?! And he assumed he meant when it was like... hard... He tears his eyes away from Shidou's cock, mentally reprimanding himself for his curiousity. What the fuck.
Denji sucks in a breath when Shidou leans in, snapping Denji out of his head as he leans back, eyes widening. He thinks about it. This dude is good at everything sexual, right? Wouldn't that include kissing?? Denji's wild about kissing, but... The appeal's always been the softness of a girl's lips, the warmth of a soft body and her feminine scent...
At least he's...been kissed by girls. All hot, even if all fucking insane. So it's not like he's losing another special first, or something... But he's not attracted to this guy (he hopes) at all. Still, this is like... an unpaid evening of getting sexually spoiled.
In the back of his mind, he's stuck on the fingering thing—remembering what this guy said about prostates, but he's still... on... the kissing thing...
"N-nah, no other rules, I think..."
Fuck it, god, he's already here.
Denji answers him by leaning forward, though with clear nervy hesitation, pressing a full and clumsy kiss to Shidou's lips. It's probably clear he's inexperienced, but that he has the right passion that can be directed and habilitated. He wonders how different it'll be, kissing a dude...