[Atsushi could get away with just about anything right now, honestly, because Chuuya is so lost in the pleasure of being inside of him that it’s difficult to form words. Which he doesn’t, instead settling for moans and grunts as he sets steady yet insistent rhythm. That little noise is encouraging, and Chuuya guides Atsushi’s legs around his waist before kissing him again, slow and deep.
It’s difficult to maneuver chest to chest like this, but Chuuya lifts up just enough to wrap a hand around Atsushi’s cock and start pumping him in time with his thrusts. This new angle feels even more incredible for him, if that’s possible, and he breaks the kiss with a deep groan.]
Ngh...fuck...
[He’s not going to make this an all-night affair, but he’ll hold out on coming until Atsushi does.]
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It’s difficult to maneuver chest to chest like this, but Chuuya lifts up just enough to wrap a hand around Atsushi’s cock and start pumping him in time with his thrusts. This new angle feels even more incredible for him, if that’s possible, and he breaks the kiss with a deep groan.]
Ngh...fuck...
[He’s not going to make this an all-night affair, but he’ll hold out on coming until Atsushi does.]