[it's deliberate (he says in his mind), trading his hand from aki's dick to his thigh. no more column of pulsing flesh beating between his curled fingers, feeling each treacherous beat of pleasure through his member as he tried getting his mind around reality. instead he's slathering evidence of aki's interest all over his own skin, fingertips widening in a splay across long bunched cords of muscle, thumb gripping meat hard enough to dent into his complexion. it feels good, every little piece of evidence aki's enjoying this despite being at war with whatever inhibitions struggle their hold in lines across his mind. the man's got his hand on the end of a dildo shoved up another guy's ass and he's the one with a fucking hard-on because of it. glass beads of precum welling on the tip of his interested cock now free to drool down its length towards his balls barely brushing the blonde's thigh aki's so willingly mounted. some part of him wondered if the hunter would finally break, pull back, give up with a "i'm done" snap and grunt before he had to admit he actually likes this. instead, he pushes the toy in further and fuck is it tempting to kick his stupid face in reaction!
his abs tighten without his permission, crunching inward as his skin sinks across and between each individual cut groove. breath sucked in, hips twitching upward more on one side thanks to a damn brute saddling his thigh on the other. a thigh he continues incessantly pushing up and nuzzling against aki's balls whenever his flushing brain can remember to send a signal to it. head turned slightly, teeth snagging pillow case material, a line of drool starting to soak into fabric, and his sharp red eyes still lock onto a bare flicker of curve on aki's face. a smile, sincere and aroused, amused and interested. bastard. now he's trying to clam back up and all he can do is writhe on the bed each time a pink perverted wand wiggles around inside his ass. pushing it in further, sending a freezing stab of pain and strangeness shooting up his body so hard his eyes widen and his mouth falls open with a sharp yelp of surprise. what the hell just stretched open in there?! or was that all because of those two dumb pairs of plastic "ears" nuzzling into his own sac, vibrating right up the cords into his groin until he's torn between cumming and pissing. fucked-up shitty toy pushing too many buttons at the same damn time!]
Sh-shut up! Guh-! ha-ahh... ngh- ni... can handle this! [cracking and panting like he fucking can't. pressure against his thigh, he instinctively drops his knee and stretches his leg further to spare aki's orbs. until the man's repositioned enough to grip at knee and push his legs apart, spreading open on either side to flank the hunter's body between his thighs. toes curl on the left, dragging at the sheets and alternating with his heel grinding to the bed. ankle pops on the right as his leg's abandoned hovering in the air just above aki's ass as he slots himself down comfortable in his personal space. he snares one knee with his fingers, squeezing in a death grip as moving his legs sends lightning snapping through his spine. muscles harden, the cords of his neck stand out with one grunt and choked-back yelp after another until aki's finally done moving them both. with his legs now thrown over top the hunter's thighs in an arched drape, knees brushing at his obliques and the tendons beneath them cradling his pelvic curves. right before a hand catches his hips and pins him to the bed, earning a visible spurt of crystal-clear precum lancing from his dick to slap into the mess all over his glistening stomach.]
Mo... move like that... again... and I'll fucking kill you- [fire, ice, lighting, pain, stretch, jolt, burn, freeze, spark, felt like everything in the world was exploding in his body through the entire torturous heavenly process. how the hell do some people get manhandled while they're getting fucked?! aki barely shuffled his legs around and he was gonna blow his load, scream, or pass out all in one eternal second!! whap! flushed face, panting breath, saliva on his lips, sex-blown eyes, hooded lids, sweating face, all that's ignored in favor of reaching between his own v-straddled thighs and slapping his hand onto aki's chest. doesn't have direct "threat" to his balls anymore, but he's dropping his hand, dragging wet lines down his diaphragm as sweat smears beneath his palm's heel and knuckles. over the hills of his stomach, until the underside of his forearm's nuzzled wet against his own throbbing erection, and he's once more able to wrap his hand around aki's dick. slushing precum and perspiration together into a soaking coating. can't jerk him off from this position, but he can manhandle him a bit instead.] When then hell... did I.. tell you to stop?
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his abs tighten without his permission, crunching inward as his skin sinks across and between each individual cut groove. breath sucked in, hips twitching upward more on one side thanks to a damn brute saddling his thigh on the other. a thigh he continues incessantly pushing up and nuzzling against aki's balls whenever his flushing brain can remember to send a signal to it. head turned slightly, teeth snagging pillow case material, a line of drool starting to soak into fabric, and his sharp red eyes still lock onto a bare flicker of curve on aki's face. a smile, sincere and aroused, amused and interested. bastard. now he's trying to clam back up and all he can do is writhe on the bed each time a pink perverted wand wiggles around inside his ass. pushing it in further, sending a freezing stab of pain and strangeness shooting up his body so hard his eyes widen and his mouth falls open with a sharp yelp of surprise. what the hell just stretched open in there?! or was that all because of those two dumb pairs of plastic "ears" nuzzling into his own sac, vibrating right up the cords into his groin until he's torn between cumming and pissing.
fucked-up shitty toy pushing too many buttons at the same damn time!]
Sh-shut up! Guh-! ha-ahh... ngh- ni... can handle this! [cracking and panting like he fucking can't. pressure against his thigh, he instinctively drops his knee and stretches his leg further to spare aki's orbs. until the man's repositioned enough to grip at knee and push his legs apart, spreading open on either side to flank the hunter's body between his thighs. toes curl on the left, dragging at the sheets and alternating with his heel grinding to the bed. ankle pops on the right as his leg's abandoned hovering in the air just above aki's ass as he slots himself down comfortable in his personal space. he snares one knee with his fingers, squeezing in a death grip as moving his legs sends lightning snapping through his spine. muscles harden, the cords of his neck stand out with one grunt and choked-back yelp after another until aki's finally done moving them both. with his legs now thrown over top the hunter's thighs in an arched drape, knees brushing at his obliques and the tendons beneath them cradling his pelvic curves. right before a hand catches his hips and pins him to the bed, earning a visible spurt of crystal-clear precum lancing from his dick to slap into the mess all over his glistening stomach.]
Mo... move like that... again... and I'll fucking kill you- [fire, ice, lighting, pain, stretch, jolt, burn, freeze, spark, felt like everything in the world was exploding in his body through the entire torturous heavenly process. how the hell do some people get manhandled while they're getting fucked?! aki barely shuffled his legs around and he was gonna blow his load, scream, or pass out all in one eternal second!! whap! flushed face, panting breath, saliva on his lips, sex-blown eyes, hooded lids, sweating face, all that's ignored in favor of reaching between his own v-straddled thighs and slapping his hand onto aki's chest. doesn't have direct "threat" to his balls anymore, but he's dropping his hand, dragging wet lines down his diaphragm as sweat smears beneath his palm's heel and knuckles. over the hills of his stomach, until the underside of his forearm's nuzzled wet against his own throbbing erection, and he's once more able to wrap his hand around aki's dick. slushing precum and perspiration together into a soaking coating. can't jerk him off from this position, but he can manhandle him a bit instead.] When then hell... did I.. tell you to stop?