The hard length grazed Hikaru's teeth. He closed his eyes and reveled in the feel of the soft tip rubbing against his tongue, spreading the thick, white liquid around. It was sweet and tart, leaving his mouth feeling fresh and tingly. He removed the length, swirling the liquid around in his cheeks before spitting it out, wiping a small, glistening drop off his bottom lip with the back of his hand. He decided not to rinse his mouth, wanting to savor the taste a little longer.
"Shindou!" Akira called out to him, "Are you done brushing your teeth yet?"