[Oh, fuck. This is it, isn't it? This is what was missing. This is what all the canned generic objectively sexy dirty talk couldn't even come close to replicating: the part that it's him. It's him that turns Kakyoin on. It's Kakyoin that he wants doing this to him. Who gives a damn about all the filth in the world when the most offhand word from Kakyoin has the power to get him going in an instant?]

L-Like that — oh, fuck, fuck...

[He squeezes his eyes shut, breathing hard, wishing for a kiss that he knows he won't get and letting his body heat up with arousal beneath Kakyoin's attentions. If it were more than this, if it were more physical, maybe he wouldn't be able to take it. But Kakyoin's voice plays purely to his mind, and right now that's arousal he can bear, losing himself easily in the lilt of his voice.]

I knew you. I was good for you, wasn't I? Good because you wanted me to. Just like you wanted...