[Isn't Akutagawa just the picture of need? Clinging to Shuji for support, throwing his head back hard enough to thud against the wall, crying out in pleasure. Desperate for Shuji to fuck him.
Let it not be said that Shuji is completely heartless. Akutagawa and he are friends, aren't they? Shuji will forgive him and give him what he wants.
Shuji pulls back only to thrust forward, over and over, setting a quick and harsh pace that drives Akutagawa into the wall as it drives his cock deep inside him.]
So tight... You've been waiting for me, haven't you? Waiting for my cock to split you open.
[ akutagawa is completely enslaved by the pleasure, all thoughts about decency and what his relationship with shuji should properly entail completely gone from his mind. all he can do is nod and plead pathetically, begging shuji never to stop taking him with the rough and almost violent pace he so deserves. ]
I've always wanted you-- to fill me up...
[ akutagawa breathes out against shuji's ear before groaning again in earnest. ]
Please...touch me...
[ he's so pathetic, what would the illusion of the shuji in his mind think if he saw him like this? akutagawa almost doesn't want to know. ]
[Shuji wraps a hand around Akutagawa's cock, stroking to the same harsh pace as his thrusts. Even if he comes too early, Shuji will keep fucking him through the oversensitivity.
Besides, it doesn't really matter to him whether Akutagawa comes or not, except that it might make Akutagawa even more ashamed of himself.]
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Let it not be said that Shuji is completely heartless. Akutagawa and he are friends, aren't they? Shuji will forgive him and give him what he wants.
Shuji pulls back only to thrust forward, over and over, setting a quick and harsh pace that drives Akutagawa into the wall as it drives his cock deep inside him.]
So tight... You've been waiting for me, haven't you? Waiting for my cock to split you open.
[He need wait no longer.]
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I've always wanted you-- to fill me up...
[ akutagawa breathes out against shuji's ear before groaning again in earnest. ]
Please...touch me...
[ he's so pathetic, what would the illusion of the shuji in his mind think if he saw him like this? akutagawa almost doesn't want to know. ]
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[Shuji wraps a hand around Akutagawa's cock, stroking to the same harsh pace as his thrusts. Even if he comes too early, Shuji will keep fucking him through the oversensitivity.
Besides, it doesn't really matter to him whether Akutagawa comes or not, except that it might make Akutagawa even more ashamed of himself.]