[opens his eyes, bleary and unfocussed, but he still regrets it immediately, twisting his face to press into his arm, still unable to close the one exposed eye fixed on Guy. He's too pinned to do anything; can't shift his legs to plant his feet, can't seem to find any leverage in the sweat-soaked sheets under his shoulders, can't really articulate until his throat catches on the first letter of Guy's name and the rest follows in an almost pained groan]
[pulls a hard breath in and answers weakly, not much of a word at all. His expression goes weak and he closes his eyes, slamming his hips, then dragging hard and deep to chase the feeling of it-- then fast again. He wants to touch Yuri all over but he won't let go of the pin, locking himself there as much as Yuri]
[twists to look at him as long as he has his eyes closed, and he finally just can't fucking help trying to touch back, somehow, licking a messy, uncoordinated stripe up the column of his neck, making a soft noise as the taste of salt hits his tongue. his shoulders bunch, body tensing and untensing, fighting against the bed and Guy as his orgasm sends racking shudders all through him]
[he pushes harder, watching him shake, making it better and better and trying to make him come so hard he thrashes even more -- he ends up lost in his own pace though, moaning loud and thoughtlessly as he comes]
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[he pushes harder, watching him shake, making it better and better and trying to make him come so hard he thrashes even more -- he ends up lost in his own pace though, moaning loud and thoughtlessly as he comes]