[Fuck, he almost comes then and there when Chuuya drags his hot tongue up along his cock. His body feels so hot -- almost as if he were melting there into the floor with every heated touch of Chuuya's mouth. He can hardly stand just how good it feels, trying in vain to find something on the floor to grab hold of and ground himself. In lieu of anything else, he ends up running a hand through his own hair, gripping it tight as his breathing grows more labored.]
[Shamelessly, he rolls his hips to try and feel more of Chuuya's fingers teasing against his ass, practically aching to be fucked right now. He's vaguely aware they don't have any lube (unless there's some kind of oil they can use in here?), but he doesn't care. Every lick of Chuuya's tongue against his cock just has him feeling more and more desperate, and it certainly shows on his face as he surrenders to the feeling of it all.]
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[Shamelessly, he rolls his hips to try and feel more of Chuuya's fingers teasing against his ass, practically aching to be fucked right now. He's vaguely aware they don't have any lube (unless there's some kind of oil they can use in here?), but he doesn't care. Every lick of Chuuya's tongue against his cock just has him feeling more and more desperate, and it certainly shows on his face as he surrenders to the feeling of it all.]
Chuuya... please, nng... d-don't stop...!