[In Chuuya’s eyes he’s only doing this to get what he wants, and once he gets it all bets are off. He can swallow his pride when the situation calls for it, but that doesn’t mean he’ll be perfectly obedient, and that command is met with a defiant sound akin to a growl. It doesn’t really do much, however, when he’s still riding Mephisto’s fingers with such desperation.]
Ngh...
[The tug on the leash makes Chuuya want to pull back and fight against it, but those fingers inside him just aren’t enough, and he’s not going to get off if he doesn’t give in...
He’s blushing furiously now, and he once again glances away, stilling his hips and swallowing his pride so that he can say exactly what it is that he wants.]
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Ngh...
[The tug on the leash makes Chuuya want to pull back and fight against it, but those fingers inside him just aren’t enough, and he’s not going to get off if he doesn’t give in...
He’s blushing furiously now, and he once again glances away, stilling his hips and swallowing his pride so that he can say exactly what it is that he wants.]
Please fuck me...
[Here it comes...]
Master.