Nishinoya sighed shakily, “I wanted to touch you, remember?” Asahi blinked at him muzzily, then a throaty chuckle escaped him. He unwound one arm from around Nishinoya’s body and curled his palm around his cheek. Asahi slipped his other hand out of Nishinoya’s underwear to rest at his hip. He drew their faces close together. “Then touch me,” Asahi whispered. His breath was hot against Nishinoya’s mouth.
@grumpykt gave me the absolute gift of commissioning me to draw this scene from one of my favorite fics of all time vienna waits for you by @poulerslashes and boy howdy did i enjoy this lovely trip down memory lane! thank you so much ;___;
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