[He likes the way Himuro says his name like this, and it makes Murasakibara smile more. The slight pull of his hair is welcomed too if the little hum of approval is anything to go by.
He flattens his tongue against the shaft, sliding his head up and then back down. His tongue swirls around the head, reminiscent of how one might overly enjoy a lollipop. It's not that all of his skill with this comes from the snacks and things... But most of it? Yeah. It's just adapting it to a different setting. Too bad you couldn't put that on a resume.
He could drag this out forever though, slowly drawing out every noise and building it up--at least, until Himuro got sick of it himself. But Murasakibara liked testing his patience once in a while.]
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He flattens his tongue against the shaft, sliding his head up and then back down. His tongue swirls around the head, reminiscent of how one might overly enjoy a lollipop. It's not that all of his skill with this comes from the snacks and things... But most of it? Yeah. It's just adapting it to a different setting. Too bad you couldn't put that on a resume.
He could drag this out forever though, slowly drawing out every noise and building it up--at least, until Himuro got sick of it himself. But Murasakibara liked testing his patience once in a while.]