[He can hear his heart in his ears, and he has a moment of impaired thinking due to breathless desire as a thrust of panic surges in him when Jaden starts to hold his face because what if he can feel how fast his heart his thumping in his ears, but that's stupid because if anything that's obvious when they're chest-to-chest. He hates how he makes this little moan when Jaden nibbles on him, and he's not sure if it's from the physical feeling or him sorta maybe swooning about Jaden taking initiative. Chazz nips at Jaden's upper lip, doesn't have as much of a hold, but that really doesn't matter when they're suddenly pressed much closer throughout their entire bodies.]
[His grip on Jaden is loosening as he's relaxing and giving in, like he can't hold on any longer. But what else is he going to do with hands, so if anything he moves one hand to Jaden's neck, rubbing small circles into him with his fingertips. But Jaden starts pushing farther, pressing harder, and Chazz is rolling up to meet his hips on every thrust, even if he's just slightly off, and the hand he he just put on his neck is now gripping his shirt in a tight fist. The thrusting is just enough to make him squirm and start to make small noises on his exhales, but it's just not quite there yet to get off and he's not placing bets that this is how it's going to stay. He's dueled Jaden before, there's always something he does that throws him off, and he's just going to hope it leads to harsh breathing and sticky pants. Okay, later he would get pissy over the pants thing, but that's not really on his mind right now.]
[He's thinking faster, more, over and over again in his head but all that's coming out are breathless "ha"s and "ah"s and I was gonna write more but mom's called me like ten times guh]
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[His grip on Jaden is loosening as he's relaxing and giving in, like he can't hold on any longer. But what else is he going to do with hands, so if anything he moves one hand to Jaden's neck, rubbing small circles into him with his fingertips. But Jaden starts pushing farther, pressing harder, and Chazz is rolling up to meet his hips on every thrust, even if he's just slightly off, and the hand he he just put on his neck is now gripping his shirt in a tight fist. The thrusting is just enough to make him squirm and start to make small noises on his exhales, but it's just not quite there yet to get off and he's not placing bets that this is how it's going to stay. He's dueled Jaden before, there's always something he does that throws him off, and he's just going to hope it leads to harsh breathing and sticky pants. Okay, later he would get pissy over the pants thing, but that's not really on his mind right now.]
[He's thinking faster, more, over and over again in his head but all that's coming out are breathless "ha"s and "ah"s and I was gonna write more but mom's called me like ten times guh]