"I think." Kissing is good. "That that — it has a word, I don't know the word — that I just need to not be touched there for a while." 

"Okay." Kissing!

He still really really likes kissing Lev. (He's noticeably clingier than he's been before.) 

Lev holds him! (It's nice when Sasha's clingy, and still nice when Seku is.)

Lev holding him is. Good. 

Lev is going to kiss him and touch him and nuzzle him but not touch his slit unless he initiates.

"You're so good," he sighs into Lev's neck. 

"You're perfect."

"Thank you." His voice is warm. His everything is warm. (His insides throb; he ignores it.) 

He doesn't want to ask Seku about it; he doesn't want Seku to feel pressured. 

He wraps Seku in his arms and kisses down his jaw and his neck.

He really really likes being held by Lev. 

"...I think I can try again without it hurting," he says after about fifteen minutes. "On low this time." 

"Okay," Lev says, and puts it on the lowest setting, and holds it to Seku's spot.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 

"That's — a lot — it's a good a lot —" 

"I've got you," Lev says, and he has an arm around Seku's shoulders, "I've got you."

"Yeah —" he wets his lips — "yeah, you've got me, I — ah —" 

Seku should be kissed extremely thoroughly.

Yes — mm — he should — 

He makes tiny motions with his hips and holds onto Lev and clings, and — moans loud into Lev's mouth and then Lev's fingers are wet and Seku reaches down to take Lev's hand and push the thing inside of him — 

Lev cooperates with this plan and watches to see how much Seku likes it.

Oh fuck oh fuck — he likes it a lot — 

Then Lev will pull it out and kiss him. 

WHY. 

"Teasing you is hot," he whispers.

He whines and tries to grab Lev's wrist. 

Lev starts touching the spot with his fingers.

"Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes — please —"