[That's putting it lightly. Hearing his name come out of Mukuro's mouth like this, strained and hitched, seems to rack his entire body, and Chikusa presses his face further against Mukuro's throat. It's tempting, so tempting, but...]
I said no... I want to hear you come.
[He wants to feel him shake against him, wants to see if he can draw more of those lewd noises from his lips. Perhaps, to really drive it home what he means, he nudges his lips against Mukuro's neck and nips down against the tender flesh there. Turnabout is fair play.]
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I said no... I want to hear you come.
[He wants to feel him shake against him, wants to see if he can draw more of those lewd noises from his lips. Perhaps, to really drive it home what he means, he nudges his lips against Mukuro's neck and nips down against the tender flesh there. Turnabout is fair play.]