[peeking up at Yuki's face and chuckling, and then turning his gaze down and tugging his pants all the way off. pretty obviously checking Yuki out, both admiring the view and giving himself a moment to decide what he wants to do]
[the laughing stutters off into a moan when haruki picks up the pace, clutching him tighter and rocking his hips into haruki's hand— which has the bonus effect of sliding his thigh back and forth]
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