[ In response to that, Endo tilts his head back and moans, but he doesn't stop grinding himself against Umemiya's knee. His range of motion may be limited enough, but it doesn't temper his fervor as he really gets to moving his hips, he pace growing quicker. ]
I want —
[ He is in no position to want; he's entirely at Umemiya's mercy, ready to come apart at the seams, those promises in his ear. ]
Please —
[ He rolls his hips again, and again, and there's a tenseness to his body now that proves he's holding back, refraining from loosing himself so he can say, breathily: ]
A kiss —
[ His lips are parted, searching — though not outright claiming. ]
no subject
I want —
[ He is in no position to want; he's entirely at Umemiya's mercy, ready to come apart at the seams, those promises in his ear. ]
Please —
[ He rolls his hips again, and again, and there's a tenseness to his body now that proves he's holding back, refraining from loosing himself so he can say, breathily: ]
A kiss —
[ His lips are parted, searching — though not outright claiming. ]