[The grip on him is bruising. Maybe his stubbornness truly had met its match with Nanami's insistence.
The moans seem to lose their bravado as they devolve into something more honest. Desperate. He braces one hand on the counter as he yanks at Nanami's hair. He isn't sure if he's trying to encourage the other or stop the other.] H-Hah. Nan-ahh-mi. Slow- Slow down. [He says slow down, but he wraps his legs around Nanami's head and digs the heel of his boot into the man's shoulder as though to encourage them for more.
It's impossible not to let his body move; encouraged by Nanami's actions. He rocks his hips, relishing the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of that warmth, wet mouth. He's glad the other isn't opposed to getting messy, feeling spit slide down his exposed thighs. His body was practically screaming for the intimacy.]
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The moans seem to lose their bravado as they devolve into something more honest. Desperate. He braces one hand on the counter as he yanks at Nanami's hair. He isn't sure if he's trying to encourage the other or stop the other.] H-Hah. Nan-ahh-mi. Slow- Slow down. [He says slow down, but he wraps his legs around Nanami's head and digs the heel of his boot into the man's shoulder as though to encourage them for more.
It's impossible not to let his body move; encouraged by Nanami's actions. He rocks his hips, relishing the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of that warmth, wet mouth. He's glad the other isn't opposed to getting messy, feeling spit slide down his exposed thighs. His body was practically screaming for the intimacy.]