[Atsushi barely knows what's happening to him. He's climaxed before, of course, but not like this; never like this. Even fucking Chuuya wasn't like this. He can't really say if this is better as such, but it's certainly more intense. All he can do when it's over is lie there with the reassuring weight of Chuuya on top of him, and wait for reality to return to something solid again, instead of something that seems to expand to infinity.
With a sigh, he closes his eyes, and "hugs" Chuuya tightly with his legs. He doesn't know what to say, but he knows that this is a special experience, and he feels privileged that Chuuya was the one to give it to him.]
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With a sigh, he closes his eyes, and "hugs" Chuuya tightly with his legs. He doesn't know what to say, but he knows that this is a special experience, and he feels privileged that Chuuya was the one to give it to him.]