[If there was a line to be crossed, surely they've passed over it by now. Right now, Shell isn't even thinking about One or what he might think about what he's doing here. He's only thinking about Chuuya, and how hot he looks down there between his thighs, drinking down every drop of his come.]
[He groans and rolls his hips, snaking a hand down his body and towards his cock to feel just how hot and hard he is still. It's strange -- every orgasm feels more amazing than the last, lacking in any sort of feeling of frustration that he would expect, given they bring no relief from this almost overpowering arousal. Just what would it take to finally scratch the itch burning inside him?]
I-I... [He knows what he wants. He's never actually begged for this before -- but he's so turned on, the filthy words just flow from his lips without a care.] I want... to feel you inside me even more. F-Fuck me, please... until my body is so hot I can hardly stand it.
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[He groans and rolls his hips, snaking a hand down his body and towards his cock to feel just how hot and hard he is still. It's strange -- every orgasm feels more amazing than the last, lacking in any sort of feeling of frustration that he would expect, given they bring no relief from this almost overpowering arousal. Just what would it take to finally scratch the itch burning inside him?]
I-I... [He knows what he wants. He's never actually begged for this before -- but he's so turned on, the filthy words just flow from his lips without a care.] I want... to feel you inside me even more. F-Fuck me, please... until my body is so hot I can hardly stand it.