[Akira just exhales, having sort of expected such defiance, and gives himself a handful of seconds to enjoy the sensation, despite himself. He lets Goro get good and comfy, gives him time to really taste, and then grabs a fistful of his hair and pulls, dragging him backward off his dick.]
You'd do well to listen to me tonight, Goro. [His voice is deep in his chest, gravel from arousal, but still and cold like ice to make the point known.]
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You'd do well to listen to me tonight, Goro. [His voice is deep in his chest, gravel from arousal, but still and cold like ice to make the point known.]