[ Wriothesley's own fault for volunteering, honestly—Keita gave him a chance to decline and he turned it down! Of course, Keita can't blame Wriothesley for not knowing what he was getting into. Even Keita isn't sure he could have predicted how voracious his appetite would become, least of all when the effects of his suit have historically been resolved by a single orgasm or maybe two.
Not so, now. Under the influence of the house Keita can see no end to his avarice. He has no idea how many times he'll have to reach climax before he'll be satisfied. Maybe Wriothesley can manage it—he seems like the sort to have good stamina—but even if he can't, Keita will have to figure something else out, because as it stands Keita's entire body is one long line of fiery need and he can't think of anything that will properly quench it. ]
Hah, [ Keita says, exhaling a short laugh. ] You told me not to be quiet.
[ Maybe Wriothesley didn't know what he was signing up for there, either. This will almost certainly be deeply humiliating when Keita is finally worn out, but for the time being he's just being honest.
As he's instructed, Keita pulls off Wriothesley's cock with a mournful sound and slips from his lap entirely. It's easy to turn around in the water, shifting to the opposite wall, where he braces his knees on the low submerged shelf and his elbows on the rocky edge of the pool. He presents his ass to Wriothesley in an appealing arch of his spine, his hole slick and ready. ]
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Not so, now. Under the influence of the house Keita can see no end to his avarice. He has no idea how many times he'll have to reach climax before he'll be satisfied. Maybe Wriothesley can manage it—he seems like the sort to have good stamina—but even if he can't, Keita will have to figure something else out, because as it stands Keita's entire body is one long line of fiery need and he can't think of anything that will properly quench it. ]
Hah, [ Keita says, exhaling a short laugh. ] You told me not to be quiet.
[ Maybe Wriothesley didn't know what he was signing up for there, either. This will almost certainly be deeply humiliating when Keita is finally worn out, but for the time being he's just being honest.
As he's instructed, Keita pulls off Wriothesley's cock with a mournful sound and slips from his lap entirely. It's easy to turn around in the water, shifting to the opposite wall, where he braces his knees on the low submerged shelf and his elbows on the rocky edge of the pool. He presents his ass to Wriothesley in an appealing arch of his spine, his hole slick and ready. ]