[ The fingers being removed drew a low groan out of him, and then he was left with nothing, and that was just as weird as when they were in. Adachi flopped against the bed, staring up at the ceiling and questioning why the fuck he was going along with this. Was he that damn sexually frustrated that some random guy he didn't even know was good enough? He thought for sure he'd have a first time with Viktor and Yuuri... o-or maybe even Iwai. Maybe... ]
[ He felt his face heating up at the thought that Iwai wouldn't have been bad either. He was so distracted that he almost missed what Dio was saying, barely managing to suck in a breath as he started pushing inside of him. ]
[ Ow. ]
[ Just. ]
[ Ow?! ]
[ His breath sounded ragged as he blew it out, trying to remember that relaxing was probably a good idea, but how the fuck could he relax like this? He didn't think it was true what people said about big hands, but apparently it was from the feel of things! Adachi tried to suck in another deep breath, trying desperately not to squirm and coming very close to yelling at him for moving so damn slow. ]
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[ He felt his face heating up at the thought that Iwai wouldn't have been bad either. He was so distracted that he almost missed what Dio was saying, barely managing to suck in a breath as he started pushing inside of him. ]
[ Ow. ]
[ Just. ]
[ Ow?! ]
[ His breath sounded ragged as he blew it out, trying to remember that relaxing was probably a good idea, but how the fuck could he relax like this? He didn't think it was true what people said about big hands, but apparently it was from the feel of things! Adachi tried to suck in another deep breath, trying desperately not to squirm and coming very close to yelling at him for moving so damn slow. ]