[ it's so tight that toji gives a low hiss of effort, finding himself putting near all of his considerable weight into overcoming the resistance of cain's body. toji hears the tension in the noise cain drowns into their kiss and it makes him shiver, threading fingers through cain's messy bangs in some clumsy attempt to soothe. ]
Relax, [ he coaches as well as he knows how, this a manner of firsts for him too. he is not a kind, or thoughtful, or considerate man. he is not a reliable partner and he is not an attentive lover. the list of things fushiguro toji is not goes on and on and on.
and yet.
in this moment, here, right now, acutely aware of the way cain's hand clasps to the nape of his neck, the thing fushiguro toji is least of all is himself. ]
Breathe. Breathe for me, yeah?
[ he bites down on cain's lip to give him a counterpoint to the pain, stilling for just the moment. ]
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Relax, [ he coaches as well as he knows how, this a manner of firsts for him too. he is not a kind, or thoughtful, or considerate man. he is not a reliable partner and he is not an attentive lover. the list of things fushiguro toji is not goes on and on and on.
and yet.
in this moment, here, right now, acutely aware of the way cain's hand clasps to the nape of his neck, the thing fushiguro toji is least of all is himself. ]
Breathe. Breathe for me, yeah?
[ he bites down on cain's lip to give him a counterpoint to the pain, stilling for just the moment. ]
You gonna be okay?