[Ichigo opens his eyes for a brief moment when he feels Mikazuki’s fingers slide out then his breath catches when he feels Mikazuki enter him. He closes his eyes again, reaching out to grip lightly at Mikazuki’s arm, as he concentrates on the kiss to ignore the slight discomfort he feels as he waits for his body to adjust.
Then a soft gasp escapes him when suddenly finds himself on top, accompanied by a little groan and a shudder when Mikazuki slips even deeper inside him. He presses his palms against his lover’s chest to steady himself.
Oh, so he’s supposed to do most of the work then...? He hesitates for second, that feeling of uncertainty coming over him again. No, he can do this. He just has to move... that’s simple enough to do.]
O-Okay...
[He starts to rock experimentally and a little awkwardly, but he soon finds his rhythm and ends up moaning softly with each thrust.]
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Then a soft gasp escapes him when suddenly finds himself on top, accompanied by a little groan and a shudder when Mikazuki slips even deeper inside him. He presses his palms against his lover’s chest to steady himself.
Oh, so he’s supposed to do most of the work then...? He hesitates for second, that feeling of uncertainty coming over him again. No, he can do this. He just has to move... that’s simple enough to do.]
O-Okay...
[He starts to rock experimentally and a little awkwardly, but he soon finds his rhythm and ends up moaning softly with each thrust.]