[ Riou isn't going to be holding off for long. Despite that he's not uncomfortable with the idea of sex, it isn't as if he's got people he's flocking to to get off with. Jyuto is the first person he's been with since arriving. It's not surprising that his "rifle" is ready to fire like a jumpy cadet on his first day of battle and Jyuto is just goading him into pulling the trigger that much faster.
Another hum. The brush of bared hands sending frisson up his thighs and abdomen. The tight trembling of Jyuto's throat around his cock squeezing the very life out of him. It's little wonder his large, strong hand slips behind Jyuto's head, holding him still against him so that he can no longer pull back. At least, not more than the centimeter that Riou thrusts back and forth rapidly in as he gives into his fate, jackhammering the man beneath him for a few brief seconds before ramming his thick cock as deep as he can inside and releasing a jet of his thick semen inside of this throat, usually used to spit fire against opponents and friends alike (in some cases). Now Jyuto had transcended.
Or perhaps it simply felt like that to Riou, who felt like he certainly had. ]
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Another hum. The brush of bared hands sending frisson up his thighs and abdomen. The tight trembling of Jyuto's throat around his cock squeezing the very life out of him. It's little wonder his large, strong hand slips behind Jyuto's head, holding him still against him so that he can no longer pull back. At least, not more than the centimeter that Riou thrusts back and forth rapidly in as he gives into his fate, jackhammering the man beneath him for a few brief seconds before ramming his thick cock as deep as he can inside and releasing a jet of his thick semen inside of this throat, usually used to spit fire against opponents and friends alike (in some cases). Now Jyuto had transcended.
Or perhaps it simply felt like that to Riou, who felt like he certainly had. ]