[ It's still embarrassing, having Gojo grind into him like this in near public. Yeah, people get it, people can smell exactly why Gojo is being this shameless but this is still Nanami's apartment building, he still has neighbors here, he still has to look them in the eye. So, he makes a noise of discontent as Gojo continues to grope him and tries to focus.
But his body, traitor that it is, is starting to get slick at the scent of Gojo, at the feeling of him pressed against his ass and his lips against his throat. Unthinkingly, Nanami raises a hand to slide it into Gojo's hair, keeping him against his throat and combing his fingers lightly through the soft strands as his eyes watch the elevator number tick down to the first floor. ]
You could've called. Let me know to expect you.
[ Which would've helped, yeah, but on the other hand — Nanami's heat/rut tracker app absolutely did tell him that Gojo's rut was coming either today or tomorrow. He can't pretend he didn't know.
Thankfully, the elevator door opens then and it's blissfully empty inside, so Nanami curls his other hand against the arm Gojo has wrapped around his waist and drags him into the elevator like that. He presses for his floor then, a little frustrated that it's one of the higher up floors instead of being able to get there immediately. He's got Gojo's scent in his nose and his cock against his ass and that's testing even his self-control.
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But his body, traitor that it is, is starting to get slick at the scent of Gojo, at the feeling of him pressed against his ass and his lips against his throat. Unthinkingly, Nanami raises a hand to slide it into Gojo's hair, keeping him against his throat and combing his fingers lightly through the soft strands as his eyes watch the elevator number tick down to the first floor. ]
You could've called. Let me know to expect you.
[ Which would've helped, yeah, but on the other hand — Nanami's heat/rut tracker app absolutely did tell him that Gojo's rut was coming either today or tomorrow. He can't pretend he didn't know.
Thankfully, the elevator door opens then and it's blissfully empty inside, so Nanami curls his other hand against the arm Gojo has wrapped around his waist and drags him into the elevator like that. He presses for his floor then, a little frustrated that it's one of the higher up floors instead of being able to get there immediately. He's got Gojo's scent in his nose and his cock against his ass and that's testing even his self-control.
Despite himself, he whines a little — ]
Gojo-san...