[He hums again, taking the statement and letting it guide his hand to Goro's neglected dick. He's careful, first, gentle, just sliding his thumb along the underside. He rolls his hips and with the motion takes him into his hand fully, just grasping, until he starts to stroke in earnest with the rhythm of his hips.] It's just us, Goro. Let me see you come undone. [His voice is small-- barely above a whisper, and despite the gravel of it it comes out as more of a plea than a command.]
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