[ The view can't get much better than this. With hardly anything to hide, Nishikiyama's eyes pass over the bends of Mine's bodyβ over how his hips begin to push back, how his abs fold in, and how his forearm flexes when he clings to Nishikiyama's grip on him. He pulls the mound in his hand apart and drives into Mine from the side. It's good, he thinks. Other than this, there's a welcome lack of thinking anything else. He doubts Mine is thinking of much, either. As Mine takes thrust after thrust again, seeming more used to it than Nishikiyama might have expected, he grows rougher. Faster. A certain level of control is exerted and, even as the buzz, the cusp of an orgasm returns, Nishikiyama paces himself. He just wants it to last. ]
βDon't come yet, Mine.
[ The warning rises from his throat again, after another strain of fucking. Long fingers splaying, he pulls Mine down onto the hilt of his dick so that he can hit him good and deep. Each thrust makes the walls around him to flutter and twitch like he's going toβ come, that is. It's wetter inside now, all of which is Nishikiyama's fault. Like an animal simply there to take what's there, he goes and goes at it. Explicit but thought out.
When he's close, Nishikiyama slows; he edges release, and he interrupts it. His lower lip falls under the bite of his teeth and he moans out a honey-like sound. His cock throbs painfully inside of Mine. A swallow. It's clear most of him had wanted to come then and there but he'd stopped it. Shapes dance under his eyelids. There's some sickness to that, he recognizes. Sex now could've been far easier for both of them, but Nishikiyama wants to drag things out and test Mine's obedience. Will he listen and hold out? Dazed by how he'd almost climaxed, he watches how Mine's cock bobs helplessly and feels more aroused when seeing it get so swollen. Wanting more of him, his frame starts to wilt forward and cast a shadow over the beautiful arrangement of man beneath him. He thrusts only when his lust has waned back to a safe volume, not at all as concerned with how fair it is for Mine. He'd given him instructions, right? Not to come. He wonders if Mine can oblige. ]
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Date: 2024-03-21 05:27 pm (UTC)βDon't come yet, Mine.
[ The warning rises from his throat again, after another strain of fucking. Long fingers splaying, he pulls Mine down onto the hilt of his dick so that he can hit him good and deep. Each thrust makes the walls around him to flutter and twitch like he's going toβ come, that is. It's wetter inside now, all of which is Nishikiyama's fault. Like an animal simply there to take what's there, he goes and goes at it. Explicit but thought out.
When he's close, Nishikiyama slows; he edges release, and he interrupts it. His lower lip falls under the bite of his teeth and he moans out a honey-like sound. His cock throbs painfully inside of Mine. A swallow. It's clear most of him had wanted to come then and there but he'd stopped it. Shapes dance under his eyelids. There's some sickness to that, he recognizes. Sex now could've been far easier for both of them, but Nishikiyama wants to drag things out and test Mine's obedience. Will he listen and hold out? Dazed by how he'd almost climaxed, he watches how Mine's cock bobs helplessly and feels more aroused when seeing it get so swollen. Wanting more of him, his frame starts to wilt forward and cast a shadow over the beautiful arrangement of man beneath him. He thrusts only when his lust has waned back to a safe volume, not at all as concerned with how fair it is for Mine. He'd given him instructions, right? Not to come. He wonders if Mine can oblige. ]