[Smashing the orgasm button sure was successful, releasing a wave of pleasure washing over his body, shuddering as he empties himself right on Akira's face. It's not the most intense orgasm he's had, holding no candle to their more risque escapades. But it's still enough to leave him relaxed, body lax and loose against the mattress as he tries to even out his breathing while swimming still in the ocean of bliss.
After a moment he lowers his hand and looks down at Akira. There's a very content look on him, despite the wrinkled nose and small frown forming on his brows.]
Gross. [The mess, he mans. However, the expression shifts a little and he lifts one of his leg to place it on Akira's shoulder.] But I think I still remember the taste of Narukami-san's lips.
kjklsa also oh no, not the orgasm button
After a moment he lowers his hand and looks down at Akira. There's a very content look on him, despite the wrinkled nose and small frown forming on his brows.]
Gross. [The mess, he mans. However, the expression shifts a little and he lifts one of his leg to place it on Akira's shoulder.] But I think I still remember the taste of Narukami-san's lips.