[ Such words were almost poetic. It brings a faintly amused expression to his face. Leave it to Nezumi to still maintain his grace even in the face of a brutal fucking. Sougo cannot match the grace at all. He is rough, unrefined, and forceful. He doesn't have pretty words to spare. But he enjoys hearing them from Nezumi -- he enjoys the elegant dance Nezumi does for him and him alone.
He yanks Nezumi closer to him, forcing the restraints to go taut so that he can try and get in deeper. No matter how much he presses into that perfect warmth, it never seems to be enough. He wants more. He has to have more.
Sougo angles himself so his stomach rubs against Nezumi's exposed erection with every thrust, aiming to give him indirect pleasure outside as he gives him pleasure from within. ]
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He yanks Nezumi closer to him, forcing the restraints to go taut so that he can try and get in deeper. No matter how much he presses into that perfect warmth, it never seems to be enough. He wants more. He has to have more.
Sougo angles himself so his stomach rubs against Nezumi's exposed erection with every thrust, aiming to give him indirect pleasure outside as he gives him pleasure from within. ]