[The whine of pleasure earns Wriothesley another deep thrust, this one rougher and braced as Seimei's hand wraps around his waist to steady their movements and aim for his prostate. The slide of his cock within the tight warmth of Wriothesley's body gets a low noise, soft and amused, as Seimei hums at the question.]

Do you want me to stop holding back? But you're moving so beautifully.

[ He lets his hands close over Wriothesley's erection, one hand teasing the sensitive head and dipping a finger into the slit as the other cups and kneads his balls. The thrusts slow as he teases him, but Seimei continues to press in deep, seeking to sink right to the hilt. ]

I don't want you to finish too early. You'll leave me hungry.