[ When he gets shoved back so suddenly, his sane mind is screaming for him to push Shigaraki off, but his drunk brain won't let up and he grips Shigaraki's cock tighter, stroking him harder as that rough hand slides up his chest.
Still, he lets out a whine, probably unlike any sound he's ever let out of his mouth before, squirming under the touch. Maybe trying to squirm away a little, but that rough twist of his nipple has him arching up, gasping into Shigaraki's open mouth kisses, or breathing, whatever the fuck they're even doing right now.
It's too much, and he feels overwhelmed, his head swimming and his body aching. He grabs at the hand on his chest just as Shigaraki tells him to stop, and then everything slows down. He does stop, pulling his hand out of Shigaraki's pants, along with gripping the other man's wrist to keep him from touching him anymore. ]
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Still, he lets out a whine, probably unlike any sound he's ever let out of his mouth before, squirming under the touch. Maybe trying to squirm away a little, but that rough twist of his nipple has him arching up, gasping into Shigaraki's open mouth kisses, or breathing, whatever the fuck they're even doing right now.
It's too much, and he feels overwhelmed, his head swimming and his body aching. He grabs at the hand on his chest just as Shigaraki tells him to stop, and then everything slows down. He does stop, pulling his hand out of Shigaraki's pants, along with gripping the other man's wrist to keep him from touching him anymore. ]
It's too much.