[ Manjoume isn't quite falling for the bait (to ask him), so Juudai has little to tell him. And it's so hot when he tugs at Juudai's hair, especially the little sparks of pain where his hair comes away from his scalp, that he shivers before stepping forward on his knees, herding Manjoume towards the wall so his hands can come out and brace on either side of his hips - ]

Yes, sir.

[ and his mouth goes back down onto Manjoume's cock, this time in one fell swoop to the hilt. ]