[ Mine's hips stutter as he empties his spend, even more eager for the release when tongue rolls beneath his cock to swallow it. A hum collects around the tip kept behind his teeth, even. He wallows in the ebbing waves of his own pleasure as Nishikiyama keeps him in the warmth of his mouth. Post-climax, Mine's breaths are still ragged. There's a subtle notice; some chill chases up the back of his neck when the other man pulls away to say his name.
The unthinking motion Nishikiyama adds drags his dick along the roof of Mine's mouth. It makes him gag again and want to cough on its repetition. He doesn't pull his mouth off this time. With his hand on the other's thigh, Mine's fingernails rake red trails over the skin. His palate spasms in response to Nishikiyama's orgasm, and his throat opens to swallow it, too. Mine doesn't have his head in a place to think about how Nishikiyama tastes or how long he takes. Breathing through his nose, he replaces the effort with gulps of air once Nishikiyama tilts his hips back. The length slips against Mine's bottom lip until it's all out. Mine opens his eyes to see it wane naturally, still with his fingers around the base, wet with his spit in the mix. ]
Boss— I—
[ His speech stumbles, but he swallows nothing much this time. His waist twists. They are on those terms. Mine pulls up his knee, foot planting on the mattress, to let Nishikiyama reach that much further between his legs. ]
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Date: 2024-03-11 09:03 am (UTC)The unthinking motion Nishikiyama adds drags his dick along the roof of Mine's mouth. It makes him gag again and want to cough on its repetition. He doesn't pull his mouth off this time. With his hand on the other's thigh, Mine's fingernails rake red trails over the skin. His palate spasms in response to Nishikiyama's orgasm, and his throat opens to swallow it, too. Mine doesn't have his head in a place to think about how Nishikiyama tastes or how long he takes. Breathing through his nose, he replaces the effort with gulps of air once Nishikiyama tilts his hips back. The length slips against Mine's bottom lip until it's all out. Mine opens his eyes to see it wane naturally, still with his fingers around the base, wet with his spit in the mix. ]
Boss— I—
[ His speech stumbles, but he swallows nothing much this time. His waist twists. They are on those terms. Mine pulls up his knee, foot planting on the mattress, to let Nishikiyama reach that much further between his legs. ]