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[Goro swallows air, adjusting his position a little as Akira begins to shower his upper body with affection. Now that the other's focus was elsewhere, Goro opens his eyes, feeling his heartstrings pull at each repeat of the mantra, leaving him speechless for a moment. It's strange how one can feel so heavy and light as feather at the same time...

And as Akira goes down on his body, so does his hands travel up from the back of his neck, all the way to on top of his head where he grabs handful of curls. Goro bends both of his knees, parting them to give Akira more room to work on the belt of his pants. It's a relief when he feels them getting undone and button popped open, as he's been feeling pretty uncomfortably tight there for a quite while too. ]

[Letting Goro set the pace to some extent by how much he permits Akira to move by way of bending his knees is about all the control he gets, Akira otherwise devouring him in short order with wandering hands, muttered words and kisses planted on his body in reverence. When his pants are open Akira wastes no time in reaching in to free Goro's own erection, immediately taking a firm grasp of it at the base and stroking upward, following with his mouth to press an open-mouthed kiss to the head of his dick.]

[It's almost startling how fast Akira is currently going compared to previous almost agonizing slow pace. Even if Goro tried he probably couldn't get the control from the other, unless he were to wrestle it for real, leaving him with no other option but to try follow Akira's lead. He quickly lifts his hips, so that the band of his trousers and boxers can be pulled down just enough to get his dick free. And before he even knows it Akira already reaches for it, stroking it into full hardness.

A sudden gasp leaves from his lips, unguarded, when Akira's own meet the head of his dick. The hot breath against the sensitive slit is alone enough to make him shudder and whine, toes curling behind them.]

[That gasp is melodious to Akira, and he hums, pleased, sinking forward to take Goro's length into his mouth. He hadn't specifically been planning to suck him off, but at this point his aim is a nebulous collective of thoughts that all converge on "making Goro cum" while thoroughly branding him as his own. This, certainly, seemed to fit the bill.]

[It's ok. Following intuition is more of Akira's style anyway. Coming up with plans, and different roles is more down to Goro's alley. He takes a deep breath when he sees Akira parting his lips so that he can wrap them properly around his erection sinks down. It's.. in a way very familiar sensation, as they've been in this position before. But it still manages to leave Goro vulnerable and open, uncertain what to expect next.

His fingers curl tighter around Akira's locks, not enough to pull but to give a little pinch.]

[Akira makes a pleased grunt of sound in the back of his throat, sending vibrations down the length of Goro's cock as he pulls back up on it, only to sink back and stay still a moment fully seated. He takes a moment to breathe him in before drawing back again, popping off the tip and pressing kisses to the slit.] Would you let any of them do this? [His voice is dropped deep in his diaphragm, the question soft despite its husky tone.]

[The vibrations against his dick makes Goro jump a little, hips shooting up as the sparks travel through his spine, warming up his entire body. Sorry not sorry if he accidentally choked you on there for a bit.]

--Fuck... [He whispers a curse pupils dilating when he sees Akira making his way down again, only deeper this time. Goro tries to hold an eye contact but it gets just too much and overwhelming that he needs to avert his gaze. Turning his head to the side, one hand leaves Akira's hair so that he can bring it to cover his eyes with it. Guess he hasn't developed that much since his first birthday blowjob.]

Do-- ah, [God, he sounds like he's already out of breath, wtf Akira.] Do what?

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This, [He breathes, and then swallows Goro down again, keeping his eyes trained on his face-- or as much of it as he can with Goro hiding like he is.]

[A strangled sound escaped from Goro's lips, when Akira drops down, taking his dick back into his mouth. Breathing through his nose, Goro bites down his lower lip and tries to think of a smart comeback. But the tight, slippery warmness of Akira's mouth pressing around his erection leaves him with only a few thoughts.]

I- I don't know. Would you let them?

[He rumbles a chuckle against him, drawing back again with a lewd pop of sound and blowing air against the wetness left behind by his mouth.] No, I don't think I would. Why do you think that is, Goro?

[And the mouth leaves him almost as soon as it had descended. His dick, now leaking with precum, trembles lightly between them. Goro lowers his hand so that he can look at Akira. The red eyes are flushed and almost bewildered by the follow-up question. He knows the answer Akira is looking for here and Goro feels almost stupid walking right into this.

He parts his lips, and it seems like he's trying to answer him but ends up finding himself tongue-tied, mouth gaping at air.

Frown forms on his face as he turns his head away, breaking the eye contact.]

Just shut up.

[Akira just licks his lips, then ducks his head to lick a stripe, tongue pressed flat against the underside of Goro's dick, balls to tip.] Answer the question, Goro.

[It honestly takes a quite lot of self-control from him to keep himself from squirming or trying to snap his legs together. The attention on his whole being feels almost like a weight pressing against his chest, corresponding with the tightness he feels on his erection. And there's really no escaping this, except for playing along.]

Because you're selfish and greedy bastard who doesn't like to share his things! [He snaps quickly, voice coming with a little more force than he intended as the weight on him leaves, deflating like a balloon.] Because I'm yours.

[The initial response pulls another throaty chuckle from Akira, even though he shakes his head, and the second causes him to make a purring croon of sound.] Yeah you are. [And because he was prepared for this, maybe even planning it, he pulls a little bottle of lube from his pocket and coats two fingers, wiggling them at Goro.] Want more?

[Goro might as well be red as tomato as this point, both from embarrassment and arousal. At least that little outburst of his didn't really have any effect on his dick, which is still standing between them, clearly interested in whatever Akira's planning.

He peeks at Akira again behind his fingers, lower lip almost quivering.] If you don't make me come I'll fucking rip your tongue out and make you swallow it, you asshole.

[Akira just chuckles, immediately inserting one finger and taking the head of Goro's dick into his mouth again, briefly.] That's always been the plan, sweetheart. [And back down he goes, moving slowly in time with his finger.]

[The finger slides in with such easiness that either his body has grown accustomed to Akira, or then Goro's been practicing this by himself. Well whichever it is, it sure seems to be working. Goro parts his lips and sighs contently when the ever so familiar sensation returns to him. The stimulation from being penetrated, along with the hot wet warmth tightness that Akira's mouth and tongue swallowing and stroking his cock, makes his thighs tremble and gut twist in pleasure.]

Ha-- ah, [He keeps moaning softly, and tries to rock his his hips along with Akira's motions.]

[Akira lets him rock along with the motions, adding a second finger in short order and popping back off his dick to blow gently on it again.] Were you practicing for me, Goro? Or did you just miss me filling you up that much?

Mmm. [If you expected an answer to that, Akira, then sorry to disappoint. Goro only whimpers needily at the question, clenching is muscles around the fingers.

Because answer is yes. To both. Despite his libido being nowhere close to Akira there.. has been times, once or twice, when he's found himself unreasonably intoxicated by the thought of Akira and growing aroused -- leaving him to take matter to his own hands so to speak.]

[Akira would love to know this, but isn't quite confident enough in himself to assume it's happened. They're generally together for trysts, and his sex drive was far, far higher than Goro's, from what he could tell. He hums again, grinning, and curls his fingers inside of Goro to hit that sweet little spot, kissing the head of his dick as he does.] I wonder how many times you can cum tonight. [That is a threat and a promise wrapped up on one debaucherous little sentence.]

Shit! [He screams this time and jumps on the mattress, back arching up when Akira hits the mark inside him. Sorry if he poked your nose with his dick, Akira. The head of his dick is already leaking with the precum and his breathing has become hard and erratic, small electric shocks sparking within him.

Yeah. The first time is pretty close.]

Akira. [He says, voice shaky and airy, as he reaches his free hand down -- blindly searching for the contact.]

[He finds Goro's hand with his own and immediately laces their fingers, squeezing gently and spreading his fingers apart where they enter him. He relaxes them again, then spreads them, and does this a few times before resuming his in and out motion, skimming that bundle of nerves every time he pulls his fingers back outward.] Getting close, beautiful?

[Goro bites down on his lower lip to subdue any further sounds from leaving -- only somewhat succeeding as he can't really stop the quiet grunts when his walls are being stretched, giving him that delicious friction and burn. He doesn't even realize that he's reacting to the stimulation by loosening and clenching to match the fingers scissoring him.

It's like always: his body giving the answers that his lips won't.

When Akira draws his fingers back, brushing once again on his prostrate, Goro's entire body goes taut like a violin string. His eyes are wide open under his hand, while the other one squeezes tightly on Akira's, and hips shoot up again -- though this time he's moved by the force of the orgasm ripping through his body. Because, yeah. He's pushed over the edge again, shooting thick ropes of cum. Watch out Akira or you'll get it on your face.]

[Akira will not, in fact, watch out. He will instead press down hard on what he's mentally (and possibly verbally, just to be annoying) going to call Goro's orgasm button from this day forward and close his eyes, angling his head so he catches at least most of the load on his tongue but gets enough of a facial otherwise that he's glad he closed his eyes.]

[He's rumbling a pleased sound before Goro's even done.] Yeah..., that's what I thought. [The throaty quality to his voice speaks volumes of his own State, but he seems to have absolutely no interest in involving that. Not yet, at least.]

[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.

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this icon is actually hilarious in these circumstances

kjklsa also oh no, not the orgasm button