Sure, Hakkyuu could jerk himself away from the light crowding going on, could snap an elbow back at a careful angle, could utter some choice words, could do any number of things to basically insist on being given a little more space than what he's currently got, but he'd actually have to want the other man to back off to do that.
As the matter stands, he is pretty okay with the set-up and the potential that it brings. The other guy could stay exactly where he is doing not much more than he is if he wanted to and it would still bring a unique layer of arousal, or he could probably try and get away with a great deal more and Hakkyuu just might let him.
In fact, as he feels the full press of that palm on his back, Hakkyuu arches with it, pushing back against the contact with wordless approval while a long, hard breath through his nose that rumbles briefly in his throat in response to the way the Submissive through the wall sucks him long and deep into their mouth. There's a real temptation there to just push his hips forward and slide more all further in. He resists for the moment, though only because the man behind him catches him with that low gravely voice and finding the shape of his words needs more focus than it had a few seconds ago.
When the question fully arrives though, Hakkyuu's faint chuckle is mostly a few huffs of breath broken up with a sharper gasp partway through, the result of some especially nice work from that Sub's tongue as he rests one palm against the wall lightly.
"Listen. I'll suck a dick just fine, but you're outta your damn mind if you think I'm the servin' type. Besides, it's like I said, it entirely depends on the dick."
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As the matter stands, he is pretty okay with the set-up and the potential that it brings. The other guy could stay exactly where he is doing not much more than he is if he wanted to and it would still bring a unique layer of arousal, or he could probably try and get away with a great deal more and Hakkyuu just might let him.
In fact, as he feels the full press of that palm on his back, Hakkyuu arches with it, pushing back against the contact with wordless approval while a long, hard breath through his nose that rumbles briefly in his throat in response to the way the Submissive through the wall sucks him long and deep into their mouth. There's a real temptation there to just push his hips forward and slide more all further in. He resists for the moment, though only because the man behind him catches him with that low gravely voice and finding the shape of his words needs more focus than it had a few seconds ago.
When the question fully arrives though, Hakkyuu's faint chuckle is mostly a few huffs of breath broken up with a sharper gasp partway through, the result of some especially nice work from that Sub's tongue as he rests one palm against the wall lightly.
"Listen. I'll suck a dick just fine, but you're outta your damn mind if you think I'm the servin' type. Besides, it's like I said, it entirely depends on the dick."