rin would give sloppy head, but not like.. slobbering everywhere.. no, he’d be purposefully messy, swirling his tongue on the verge of just-right but never quite there.. those teal eyes never leaving ours, letting his teeth touch our shaft if we even dare to look away from his job.. and he would treat sex with such responsibility like its a job, working for our pleasure, with only our hands tangling in his hair as the only payment he needs- and rin hates his hair being touched, but when we’re struggling to not look away- from embarrassment or bliss.. we are his only exception, those intense eyes on our face as his ears perk to each sound that escapes..















