[ Has this guy -- is this his first time. Is he a virgin. Is that why he's so atrociously miserable at this. Fuuta's lip curls in disbelief as he just stares at Narumi for a moment, but he doesn't have the luxury of gawp for long; another awkwardly-timed thrust has him buckling forward, and Fuuta grits his teeth as he braces himself more firmly against the bedframe. ]

You think it's about -- [ a shallow thrust, by sheer luck, happens to ram into his prostate, and Fuuta's voice cuts off with a breathless yip. Followed by an uncomfortable groan when Narumi goes right back to sucking. ] -- it's not about being boring, you ass! You think there's anything good about what you're doing right now?!

[ Actually, that one thrust that happened to hit the right spot only makes this worse, because now he's been further worked up with nowhere for that arousal to go. It sure has his insides pulsing hot around Narumi's cock in want, but that does nothing for his own pleasure. This is truly the worst. ]