[The walls are thin. Katze remembers that but he's never more aware of it than when Aomine opens his mouth. It's not too awkward, but Katze's glad they didn't decide to do this in an alley because he really would have attracted some unwanted attention then.
He takes any twitches or hip rolls in stride. One doesn't really forget this skill, he's amused to find out. But learning your partner takes a bit of time so Katze is focusing on Aomine's reactions. Learning what he likes, what he doesn't seem to favor, what draws noises or eases him off.
Katze's gaze says clearly I told you I was good at this as though there had been any doubts before. It's a few more strokes of lips and tongue before Katze can get the impressive cock all the way into his mouth. The tip bumps against the soft palette in his throat, nearly makes him gag but he swallows around the sudden rush of saliva, around the thick cock in his throat now.
He likes that his partner is vocal. That he's appreciative. He swallows the precome too, hums along Aomine's length like it's the best thing in the world. And Katze honestly does enjoy this. Enjoys the sounds and the way his mouth is being used and he can use it.
His cheeks hollow out, he pulls off him in another slow motion and goes back down. Fingers tease the skin of his upper thighs, his balls, that strip of skin before he gets to his hole. Whatever Katze likes, whatever he thinks Aomine will like.
At least Katze goes slowly, tries to give him time to see what he's doing or feel the way he tongues along the ridge of him when he's giving his throat a break. But it's not really a technique even a sober man could imitate and for now Katze's more than content to have his fun.]
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He takes any twitches or hip rolls in stride. One doesn't really forget this skill, he's amused to find out. But learning your partner takes a bit of time so Katze is focusing on Aomine's reactions. Learning what he likes, what he doesn't seem to favor, what draws noises or eases him off.
Katze's gaze says clearly I told you I was good at this as though there had been any doubts before. It's a few more strokes of lips and tongue before Katze can get the impressive cock all the way into his mouth. The tip bumps against the soft palette in his throat, nearly makes him gag but he swallows around the sudden rush of saliva, around the thick cock in his throat now.
He likes that his partner is vocal. That he's appreciative. He swallows the precome too, hums along Aomine's length like it's the best thing in the world. And Katze honestly does enjoy this. Enjoys the sounds and the way his mouth is being used and he can use it.
His cheeks hollow out, he pulls off him in another slow motion and goes back down. Fingers tease the skin of his upper thighs, his balls, that strip of skin before he gets to his hole. Whatever Katze likes, whatever he thinks Aomine will like.
At least Katze goes slowly, tries to give him time to see what he's doing or feel the way he tongues along the ridge of him when he's giving his throat a break. But it's not really a technique even a sober man could imitate and for now Katze's more than content to have his fun.]