[As revenge goes, he's not inclined to complain about this one. Even opens his mouth wider to let Seto in, his grip on Seto's neck turning tight and unyielding. His free hand wanders down between them, sliding warm over the curve of Seto's chest before venturing low enough to close over Seto's arousal. He's going quite fast, but he did say five minutes. Or some over, more likely, but he really can't let this go on for too long; his mind is already all too clear and soon enough he'll be deprived of his excuse.
So he curls his fingers around Seto and strokes, driving his thumb against the sensitive ridge of Seto's cock to work him up faster.]
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So he curls his fingers around Seto and strokes, driving his thumb against the sensitive ridge of Seto's cock to work him up faster.]