[ if deto could access more than just a fraction of his brain power, he’d wonder why yoshi knows the stores don’t sell any supplies
currently, that fraction is being used to watch the way yoshi’s fingers slide in and burn it into his memory. (he wasn’t expecting there, but where else?) the sight is so erotic that he feels it should be forbidden, delicately pale fingers between - god. everything about yoshi is so dangerous for his heart, and just when he thought he was used to it
at this point, his pants are finally off. there’s nothing to hide from either of them. mouth dry, he touches yoshi’s bare thigh, almost a soothing stroke but not quite. he’s not thinking ahead enough to soothe; he just wants to touch - more ]
no subject
currently, that fraction is being used to watch the way yoshi’s fingers slide in and burn it into his memory. (he wasn’t expecting there, but where else?) the sight is so erotic that he feels it should be forbidden, delicately pale fingers between - god. everything about yoshi is so dangerous for his heart, and just when he thought he was used to it
at this point, his pants are finally off. there’s nothing to hide from either of them. mouth dry, he touches yoshi’s bare thigh, almost a soothing stroke but not quite. he’s not thinking ahead enough to soothe; he just wants to touch - more ]
Can I - help?