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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.

[Akira swipes his eyes clear of Goro's spend, then opens his eyes to the comfortable, post-coital lounge of his boyfriend and smiles, matching the contended expression. He chuckles at the simplicity of Goro's response being "Gross.", because that's so like him, and then raises his eyebrows.]

[Well then. He hadn't planned to go this route, but... He ducks out from under Goro's leg, sitting up on his knees and neatly unzipping the fly of his pants to release ~~the Kraken~~ his own erection.] Might have a solution for that, with or without you having to do anything. [Meaning if Goro isn't in the mood for giving a BJ, Akira is happy to just jack off at him to give him a different taste.]

[Goro's eyes widen a bit when Akira takes himself out to the plain sight, a hungry glow creeping to them. At least he's not like quite licking his lips. But with his brain still going rather slow, lulling in the pool of pleasure, he doesn't quite catch what Akira is insinuating here, and proceeds to spread his legs wider around him.]

That so?

[He falters, just barely, caught somewhere between self-consciousness and uncertainty. Goro didn't like to be pushed into things. Was it too forceful to present a specific sexual act to him that was more for Akira's own benefit?]

[He focuses on the hunger in Goro's gaze, extracting his fingers from Goro's entrance in favor of slowly stroking his own dick.] Hmmm, yeah. I can sit on your face, or you can suck it yourself..., Or you could just lay back and enjoy the show.

[Oh.

He blinks his eyes a few times while processing the words, a small pout appearing on his lips when Akira withdraws his fingers, leaving him empty once again. Booooo :C He wanted to be fucked by your stupid big fat cock.]

Are you sure that's how you want to spend your load, huh? [He combs through his hair with his fingers, brushing the long hair strands away from his face. But at least there's no protest from him? Goro is very aware that he's nowhere as good as giving a blowjob as Akira is, seeing that he usually takes the role of a (bratty) bottom to match Akira's service top, but he's not really against the idea.

Goro shifts a little on the mattress, stretching his throat a bit so that his head is straight, and opens his mouth for the other.]

[His eyebrows raise, obscuring themselves further into his mass of inky curls.] You're the one with a taste in your mouth to get rid of. Do you have other ideas? [He's still stroking himself slowly, a flush creeping up his neck and into his face.]

Well. I was hoping that you'd plunge that massive cock of yours inside me, fuck me hard enough that I'll scream until I lose my mind. [Said ever so casually.] Wouldn't you be interested in finding out just how much of your cum I can take until I'm truly full?

[The color in his cheeks darkens, but he only grins.] Then you shouldn't tell me you're tasting other men on your lips, darling.

[He reaches out, taking the back of Goro's head with one hand (the one he hadn't just had the fingers of up Goro's ass, he knows how fussy he is about his hair) and guides him to the tip of his dick, tilting his head.] Go on, get a taste. I told you I'd be making sure you remember nothing but my name, that includes your mouth.

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this icon is actually hilarious in these circumstances

kjklsa also oh no, not the orgasm button

it's time to button mash

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