( 🐶ྀི )
sat up like a doll, his legs wide, satoru’s hair is being roughed under the towel too long. His head heaves fuzzy. His eyes were already closed before the pressure. The man’s use of the towel is like rug burn—what’s left of the pale haired’s mind came and went until he’d think of more nothings. It’s a slow descent of the towel being dragged then dropping to his tail, dry time is over.
The quiet bottles satoru in, and he has no idea, but the inevitable moment of wanting to lean towards the hands that unnumbs him and unbuckles every button of his senses. He didn’t think of the other touching him by the shoulders till calloused skin brings goosebumps to his arms. and was oblivious all this time. He opens his lashes to see how the man makes a wide glassed spectacle of him, in eerie silence, even his breathing. His blackened gaze burns pulpit aches into satoru’s nipples. He couldn’t see the bright pink wholly in the dim light—their only light being the bathroom left on irresponsibly.
caught distracted trying to make out the shape of his captor’s expression. He can’t see anything but the pixels of reality taking its time to shape. and what now? When would he show him his use, and tell him why everything of him hurts?
But, his wide blue gaze makes him look precious and wanton to be touched. Artificial and natural at once, satoru can’t think of that. His low lids say to him ‘bed me’. Satoru doesn’t know that. So he winces just as his captor’s thumb circles slowly and gently around his pebbled areola. Moving to the middle nub, currently barely hard enough to pull, he does it anyway.
“ah—!…hah…hah..?”
satoru gasps like a collection of uncertain chimes that come out awfully rasped and sweet. Responding bit by bit once he’s pulled back out of his head from his chest being pinched pink.
His hands flail around, to where? He doesn't know himself. But they hold at the captor’s wrists in a dry effort to push him back. Gaining harder stretch to the skin of his nipples that lengthen just slightly.
💢 ﹕ ╋━
I meant to use ‘pulpy’ instead of ‘pulpit’ so it’s accidental but it PROBABLY fits better because it’s painful and gojo should feel like he’s raised on a platform or something and being judged and it looks nice