( Kazuya nips at his lips in return, and Basil makes a quiet noise in surprise before biting down a little hard. He lifts a hand to gently brush against the others cheek -- hopefully conveying an apology. Maybe he didn't mind - all things considering - but, Basil was a gentle soul.
But, when Kazuya moves upwards, Basil's grip tightens and his hand leaves cheek to wrap his arms around him, legs tangling further around the other as he attempts to lift himself upwards. With all his inexperience, could he be blamed for his impatience? He presses himself against the other, clumsily creating friction. He breaks the kiss, looking to Kazuya with flushed face and desperate eyes. )
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But, when Kazuya moves upwards, Basil's grip tightens and his hand leaves cheek to wrap his arms around him, legs tangling further around the other as he attempts to lift himself upwards. With all his inexperience, could he be blamed for his impatience? He presses himself against the other, clumsily creating friction. He breaks the kiss, looking to Kazuya with flushed face and desperate eyes. )
P-Please.
( He wants - needs to be touched. )