[ There's a moment when Tadashi is surprised by how quickly Langa dives into the situation, but then he remembers watching the video of him taped to a board, riding for the first time without a second thought. There's really no reason to be surprised at all. It seems that Langa is the sort of person that, if he knows what he wants, isn't afraid to take it.
It's that thought that sends the first shiver up Tadashi's spine. Because he is what Langa wants now, he and Ainosuke in all their truth. Tadashi only hopes that Langa is ready for the mess of what they are, two broken individuals still trying to put themselves back together again.
He sees Ainosuke move and knows where he's going right away. There's a comfort in the other man's presence at his back, but also a threat. It's the delicious sort of threat that Tadashi is weak for, one that Ainosuke knows how to wield so well.
A startled little cry falls past Tadashi's lips as he's jerked backward by Ainosuke's hand, notes of joy and pleasure just under the surface. It should be clear to Langa that Tadashi enjoys the rough treatment, from the flushed look to his face to the bulge of his hardening cock beneath fine slacks. ]
Yes, Ainosuke-sama. [ Tadashi nods, a soft sort of neediness now in his eyes as he looks at Langa before him. His body moves effortlessly with Ainosuke's pull, letting his suit jacket be pulled away, still left in the rest of his outfit. He wants nothing more than to be free, to let these two look at him wholly and unencumbered. It's what they deserve. It's what he's starting to understand that he deserves too. ]
Please Langa-san. Whatever you want from me, I'll give it to you.
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It's that thought that sends the first shiver up Tadashi's spine. Because he is what Langa wants now, he and Ainosuke in all their truth. Tadashi only hopes that Langa is ready for the mess of what they are, two broken individuals still trying to put themselves back together again.
He sees Ainosuke move and knows where he's going right away. There's a comfort in the other man's presence at his back, but also a threat. It's the delicious sort of threat that Tadashi is weak for, one that Ainosuke knows how to wield so well.
A startled little cry falls past Tadashi's lips as he's jerked backward by Ainosuke's hand, notes of joy and pleasure just under the surface. It should be clear to Langa that Tadashi enjoys the rough treatment, from the flushed look to his face to the bulge of his hardening cock beneath fine slacks. ]
Yes, Ainosuke-sama. [ Tadashi nods, a soft sort of neediness now in his eyes as he looks at Langa before him. His body moves effortlessly with Ainosuke's pull, letting his suit jacket be pulled away, still left in the rest of his outfit. He wants nothing more than to be free, to let these two look at him wholly and unencumbered. It's what they deserve. It's what he's starting to understand that he deserves too. ]
Please Langa-san. Whatever you want from me, I'll give it to you.