[Any attempt to grow accustomed to the animalistic way Nanami seems intent to destroy him with is fruitless. The hiccup in the rhythm is enough to have him drowning in the pleasure. Nanami was abusing his prostate with their huge cock and all he can do is take it (and mentally thank him for it) with every wave of pleasure.
Wriothesley can't tell what's up or down. All he knows is that he was filled to the brim and the hot warmth of Nanami's mouth on his own is stealing his breath away. He's lightheaded, but it only seems to intensify the feelings he was already experiencing.
His moan is shameless when Nanami starts spilling their seed into him. He can't even form a coherent enough thought to think that the other was releasing so much into him.
The boxer comes with a desperate cry and Nanami's name swallowed by their heated kiss. His seed stains both their stomachs and drips all over the larger man's hand.]
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Wriothesley can't tell what's up or down. All he knows is that he was filled to the brim and the hot warmth of Nanami's mouth on his own is stealing his breath away. He's lightheaded, but it only seems to intensify the feelings he was already experiencing.
His moan is shameless when Nanami starts spilling their seed into him. He can't even form a coherent enough thought to think that the other was releasing so much into him.
The boxer comes with a desperate cry and Nanami's name swallowed by their heated kiss. His seed stains both their stomachs and drips all over the larger man's hand.]