[ Of course that promptly has Fuuta squirming, trying to look back down to make sure he is't about to, like, die from bleeding. From sex. But he's hardly in the position to be moving around much -- his balance is already precarious, his legs numb, and tipping back even slightly makes him feel like he's about to topple back onto the floor.
Fuuta gives an alarmed squeak as he tugs closer to Sherwood once more, sinking back down on his knees and thus, inadvertently, taking a good half of Sherwood's cock inside once more. The heat pressing up into his guts is intense, and Fuuta's movements are clumsy and stiff as he paws a hand down Sherwood's stomach, blindly groping downward until he feels the root of his cock. For a few moments, Sherwood will get to enjoy(?) the double sensation of Fuuta's body squeezing around his upper half, trembling fingers rubbing against the lower half, before they pull away. Blood-free, thankfully. ]
D-don't ... mess with me like that. S'not funny.
[ He's too relieved to even be that mad. Fuuta just breathes a shaky sigh as his legs start to fold, having him sinking all the way back down once more. Every breath he takes has the heat of his body pulsing tight. ]
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[ Of course that promptly has Fuuta squirming, trying to look back down to make sure he is't about to, like, die from bleeding. From sex. But he's hardly in the position to be moving around much -- his balance is already precarious, his legs numb, and tipping back even slightly makes him feel like he's about to topple back onto the floor.
Fuuta gives an alarmed squeak as he tugs closer to Sherwood once more, sinking back down on his knees and thus, inadvertently, taking a good half of Sherwood's cock inside once more. The heat pressing up into his guts is intense, and Fuuta's movements are clumsy and stiff as he paws a hand down Sherwood's stomach, blindly groping downward until he feels the root of his cock. For a few moments, Sherwood will get to enjoy(?) the double sensation of Fuuta's body squeezing around his upper half, trembling fingers rubbing against the lower half, before they pull away. Blood-free, thankfully. ]
D-don't ... mess with me like that. S'not funny.
[ He's too relieved to even be that mad. Fuuta just breathes a shaky sigh as his legs start to fold, having him sinking all the way back down once more. Every breath he takes has the heat of his body pulsing tight. ]