[It’s definitely humiliating to be spotted by someone, but at least he doesn’t recognize them. Even if he did, he’s not sure that he’d care at the moment, not when all that matters is how fucking good this feels. Instead of focusing on the people below, Chuuya allows himself to get lost in the moment, right up until Mephisto starts using his hair for a handle as he pounds into him. The pain of his hair being tugged by the sensitive roots gets him borderline whimpering, but it’s not a feeling he wants to stop.
He’s so far gone that he doesn’t even think twice about begging.]
More...fuck me harder...!!!
[He wouldn’t be surprised if he’s making an incredibly lewd ahegao face right about now.]
no subject
He’s so far gone that he doesn’t even think twice about begging.]
More...fuck me harder...!!!
[He wouldn’t be surprised if he’s making an incredibly lewd ahegao face right about now.]
Please...Master...!!