[Even if hiding was hard, Bedivere was definitely pressing his face against the crook of Dazai's neck. His quick, harsh breaths ghosted over Dazai's skin as he fought to keep his hips still. The urge to thrust up into Dazai's hand was maddening. But he swore to endure, to stay in place, and no his legs were trembling from the effort.
He did his best to mimic what Dazai was doing, firming up his strokes and going a little faster too. He didn't have another arm to hold onto Dazai with, so he had to trust Dazai to keep them both upright. The way his body tingled, like a white-hot light building up inside of him, it made him feel antsy. Every moment he didn't reach whatever it was building up to, he got more impatient.]
It's- It feels weird. It's like I'm burning up inside, I don't know what to do.
[Other than maybe rut against Dazai's hand to get more friction, but he was still forcing himself to stay seated.]
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Date: 2020-11-18 09:17 pm (UTC)He did his best to mimic what Dazai was doing, firming up his strokes and going a little faster too. He didn't have another arm to hold onto Dazai with, so he had to trust Dazai to keep them both upright. The way his body tingled, like a white-hot light building up inside of him, it made him feel antsy. Every moment he didn't reach whatever it was building up to, he got more impatient.]
It's- It feels weird. It's like I'm burning up inside, I don't know what to do.
[Other than maybe rut against Dazai's hand to get more friction, but he was still forcing himself to stay seated.]