[Nobuanga laughs softly, he agrees there's no way to stop Klaus, and good.]
[And then he whimpers, arching even more back into Klaus, absolutely losing his mind, any control he thought he'd gained by this position is completely lost from Klaus' hand on him and he gives up and lets his body dictate everything.]
Isn't that my line? [He has no idea how he got the words out, or even the thought, but he did, and he just lets his body turn into a blissed out mess on Klaus.] Love you... fuck... really really love you... how are you so strong? Fuck I can't... [Another laugh, but everything is touch, and the sensation of Klaus all around him, in him, his smell, his voice, the only thing that matters or has him anchored to any semblance of anything.]
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[And then he whimpers, arching even more back into Klaus, absolutely losing his mind, any control he thought he'd gained by this position is completely lost from Klaus' hand on him and he gives up and lets his body dictate everything.]
Isn't that my line? [He has no idea how he got the words out, or even the thought, but he did, and he just lets his body turn into a blissed out mess on Klaus.] Love you... fuck... really really love you... how are you so strong? Fuck I can't... [Another laugh, but everything is touch, and the sensation of Klaus all around him, in him, his smell, his voice, the only thing that matters or has him anchored to any semblance of anything.]