Mikazuki is just going to let him play, running his fingers through the blue hair, hips moving softly into the touches.
He feels the change when the movements seem to become more purposeful and he smiles to himself, but he doesn't say anything. he doesn't want to snap Ichigo out of it, but his own sighs and gasps and moans are also coming out more freely.]
no subject
Mikazuki is just going to let him play, running his fingers through the blue hair, hips moving softly into the touches.
He feels the change when the movements seem to become more purposeful and he smiles to himself, but he doesn't say anything. he doesn't want to snap Ichigo out of it, but his own sighs and gasps and moans are also coming out more freely.]
Ichigo... Goshuujin-sama...