but he doesn't hit him. instead he sticks his forked tongue out for a raspberry, obviously not amused from madara's antics per usual. even if madara choosing to bootycall him is making him feel all kinds of strange ways. ]
no srsly are you horny or do u just wanna hang out
[Oh, he's not going to get hit? Well, that's fine too, he supposes. Izumi's usual tsun behavior is endearing and simultaneously amusing as always, and the fact the mask altered even his tongue was interesting!
Which makes bringing up Madara's urgent matter a little easier.]
All right, all right, because I'm so nice, I'll be clear♪ Since we've seen and know each other's worse sides, you're one of the few I can trust with this, Izumi-san.
[Aaaand he grasps Izumi's free hand with both of his, as if about to make some sort of plea.]
You see... Because of this cow thing, it looks like... [dramatic pause] I've become more of a Mama than I thought was possible! And I need help♪ [That was not clear at all.]
Well, actually, Madara thinks that might be interesting, but the point of wanting to be a Mama was the fact it was impossible for him in the first place. If he somehow got pregnant, what's dreams will be left in the world for him to let be dreams!? The amount of fun in his life would drop significantly! Madara's voice can't help but come out as a bit of a whine as he responds fairly quickly:]
Noooo! And what do you mean by 'finally'!? [Rhetorical, please don't answer that, he's continuing:] Anyway, it's more like the order's jumbled up a bit, you seeee~? How do I explain this...
[Ah, he knows. Madara guides the hand he's holding to press it against one of his glorious and very familiar pecs.]
You see, somehow... They've filled up, to the point it kind of hurts. [Even with Madara being himself, he can't believe he's having this conversation. He's even flushing a bit; be grateful he even trusts you with this stupid shit.] Also, cows have mating cycles, so I guess maybe the mask gave me a ticking biological clock too. Hahahahaha!
[ o-oh. oh. okay, he's... not sure how to take all this, but all right. izumi can't help but squeeze the pectoral in curiosity, face flushing just as much and even more so when madara mentions mating cycles--?! ]
Jeez, as usual I cannot believe you're roping me into your weirder antics again.
[ not that he doesn't like it at the very least - izumi likes experimenting. the fact that madara sought for his aid out of everybody he knows should mean something as well... nnn. they really have become much closer since then, haven't they? even with leo between them last time. ]
Well... no time like the present, I suppose. [ hhhhhhhh ] Where do you want me to... you know.
[ they're not anywhere near the fort anymore so they can afford to have sex in somewhere that's more semi-private. izumi's starting to see the appeal in exhibitionism and he doesn't like it One Bit. ]
[Uwah. Though having Izumi's hand on his chest was nothing new, the sudden and unusually intense jolt that goes through Madara's body as he's groped definitely is. Also, the rather sharp mix between a gasp and moan that comes out from him as a result. That's unusual too, even with how loud he is. Speaking of things coming out, his shirt does start to feel a little damp, but that might just be a figment of imagination---
FuuuuPlay it cool, play it cool...]
Wh... Wherever you want, Izumi-san! At this point, does it really matter wheeere? [Even not including the stuff that happened at the camp, they've both found themselves going at it in not-so-closed areas, not necessarily always with each other. Especially with the Carnavale, did it make any difference where?] Honestly, I'd take care of this myself, but it's a bit difficult alone~
[ oh my god, is he... lactating? izumi;s face grows even redder at the realization and the incoming secondhand embarrassment, and he's honestly all too tempted to just dump madara here and go do something - er, someone else, rather.
but that wouldn't be fair for the both of them, with how there were some conflicted feelings regarding the last time they'd met, with leo in the forest. izumi sighs, resigning to his fate of constantly having to apologize and explain himself with the help of his own body, and tugs at madara's hand to pull him up from the bench. he's tired of doing it in more sleazy places like bathrooms or alleyways, though... he could use some privacy after everything that had happened these past two months. ]
do you know somewhere where we can get a bed
[ shows his phone at madara over the shoulder. god, he's so ashamed of being seen with him right now, but holding the larger man's hand tethers him to this world, thankfully. no time to fade out of this goddamn world just yet, as much as izumi really fucking wants to disappear right now. ]
[Dude he's a cow and not a bull, what did you expect. Sure, Madara Mikejma is a guy who can't comprehend the concept of shame, but he trusts Izumi with the weirder things, at least! After all, he's accepted the grapefruit, what's one more to add to their list of crimes. Besides, things that build up too much need to come out, a necessary evil.
Though, despite that, Madara is actually surprised that Izumi is the one initiating hand holding and committing to it... Oddly enough, that is what makes him self-conscious, hoping that the resulting deepening scarlet on his face can be excused as bovine heat and not anything weird like Feelings. No, bad, especially after what happened in the forest... God, it must seem really stupid this is the thing he approaches Izumi with after that, but its a big enough distraction to speak with him again while avoiding the Real Issues.
He glances at the text on the phone's screen as he allows himself to be dragged along, and like the true world traveler he is:]
Of course I do! If you turn left here, it should be around the corner~
[Smooth delivery, he sounds carefree. He's got this. In fact, though it looks like he's letting Izumi lead the way, Madara's quickening his pace, essentially pushing him towards the nearby hotel. This pushiness and urgency will continue to the check-in desk and all the way to their room. Yes, he's herding.]
[ so izumi's a farmer now, huh. come to think of it, their relationship is kind of like that, with how izumi has to rein madara in in case the literal cow man has gone loose. it's fine though, he doesn't mind - in fact he quite likes this arrangement, especially with how madara's been oddly shy about the whole thing.
so once they've checked into their simple bedroom, izumi immediately locks the door between them and pushes madara onto the bed, climbing on top of him to start kissing him all over, grinding his hips down like the tease that he is. hope madara like that snake tongue of his, because he's going to urge madara to open up to slide that in his mouth.
...look, it's been a while, and ever since they'd kissed at the fort izumi couldn't stop thinking about it. this is completely fine. ]
[Well, Madara should have known he could count on Izumi to work quickly.
And really, he's welcoming it, letting himself get toppled over by his smaller classmate and quite eager to relieve himself of his estrus-related needs. However, that's all the allowance he's given as Madara returns the rest of that aggression with kisses of equal force, letting Izumi's serpentine tongue into his mouth with no hesitation. Wow, that is long.
The grinding too, Madara's hips instinctively bucking up to rub in attempts to give back in full, unable to contained his strained whines as he feels the both of them quickly hardening against each other. That, coupled with the torrid locking of lips and tongue, with unusual desires eating away at what little restraint he has, makes Madara grow even more impatient, taking Izumi's hands into his and guiding them towards his chest, inviting more of that fondling from earlier.
Ah, maybe this isn't how he should have approached Izumi, especially after their last encounter with Leo in tow. All of this is just making it more of a mess, isn't it? Yet, it's hard to consider regrets and consequences when more base desires are pushing them aside.]
[ ah, he really wants more attention there, does he? izumi giggles against his mouth, hand squeezing on madara's pecs as a finger circles around a nipple so tantalizingly. they don't have much time here, but it's not like izumi's in a rush or anything - truthfully, he'll need more time on figuring out whatever he feels about madara right now, but why stay home and mull over it when they can just duke it out with their bodies?
izumi breaks the kiss after a while, licking his own lips before ripping off madara's shirt to reveal his naked chest (forgot to mention that his hands have claws now for the time being...). madara's pectorals seem... bigger and fuller than usual, and since madara's specifically asked him for release, who is he to deny him of this? so he leans in on a lip to lick around it, then putting his mouth on it and starts sucking.
... this is kind of weird and awkward, yeah. but seeing as madara's just as nervous about all this as he is is kind of comforting in its own right - and besides, izumi would be lying if he said he's not curious on whether he could actually milk madara for all his worth... except normally yeah he wouldn't give a shit, this really is just the horny talking. goddammit. ]
[Ah, finally, Madara can get some much needed relief from his aching chest, excitement running through him as Izumi finally frees him of his dampening shirt. Despite how weird the entire concept is, he's eager for Izumi's hands to make full contact with his pecs, to knead and pinch them like dairies would do the old fashioned way...
But instead, Izumi goes above expectations by diving in with his lips and tongue. Oh, wow. Even with how much he talks about loving surprises, and being one to kick shame to the curb, Madara's actually quite caught off-guard that Izumi was going for sucking it out right away---]
Huh!? Izumi-sa---
[That's all he could get out before his words cut into a rather audible cry as Izumi begins to suck, a hand going to grab a fistful of Izumi's hair and presses his face closer to his chest. He never expected something like this to feel this good, yet his loud moans don't cease as he feels built-up milk get forcibly drawn out of his nipple and spill into Izumi's mouth. It's strange, yeah, but oddly hot at the same time, and Madara actually wants more of it----
It's then another wet spot forms on his person... that is, lower, on his pants. Ah, he can't believe it, he came so quickly just from that. The endurance he's proud of shattered in an instant... He has no doubt that Izumi, with his sadist streak, would notice...]
[ izumi groans at the forceful hand on his back, grunting as he slurps up all the milk from his nipple while teasingly scratching it with his fangs... madara's unexpectedly cute like this, being a complete bottom for once after months of dominating izumi in bed every damn time they get together, so of course he's going to notice the wetness spreading across the lap he's sitting on. thus he pulls away from madara's glorious pecs to sit up -
and he grins.
oh no.
he shifts backwards so that he's sitting in between madara's legs, hands fiddling on the other man's pants zipper to get his cock out, and wastes no time in licking up the mess he's just made, swirling his forked tongue around the tip before taking him slowly into his mouth with a pleased hum.
poor madara - he really should've seen this coming, after not let izumi top all this time, and now he's going to get his just desserts. and izumi will get his too, as soon as he potentially makes madara come a second time like this. ♪ ]
[Aaah, of course, what did he expect. Madara did always take some delight in seeing Izumi's frustration when his attempts to switch roles got foiled, so he always made sure to be the one who would be in control by the end every time they slept with each other. It's no wonder Izumi was ready to go all-out as soon as he got the slightest sign of vulnerability.
But he'll let it happen, he owes that much to Izumi after what he did. And even with the further complication on their relationships, Madara has no doubt Izumi's interest in being the top strengthened after seeing Madara willingly and enthusiastically bottom out for Leo.
And honestly? As someone who's normally an overwhelming brute, it feels somewhat amazing to be at the mercy of someone else, to be weak for once. Light flows of milk seep out and dribble down Madara's heaving chest as he breathes heavily, trying his best not to let it evolve into whimpers as watches Izumi lap up whatever cum didn't get soaked into his pants. He was already sensitive to touch thanks to his cow-induced desire to mate, and now being relentlessly teased seconds after orgasm... it was almost unbearable.
It's almost a surprise Madara doesn't come right away when Izumi fully takes his cock into his mouth, and even more of a surprise to himself that he wants to be bullied more. Madara's hands reach down to thread through Izumi's hair once more, his hips bucking upward in an instinctive attempt to remedy against the excrutiatingly slow pace.]
I-Izumi-san... More... Faster, please...
[Of course Madara, who made it a regular habit of being an embarassment wherever he goes, would have no qualms with begging.]
[ even like this, he wants to take control of the situation... not that izumi minds, despite choking around his cock when madara demands to take more of him in. he looks up to glare at the bigger man, pulling away to catch his breath - he's still unable to speak due to the mask's magic, but the petulant look on his red face is apparent nonetheless.
in that case he'll turn it up a couple more notches, hand reaching up to twist a leaking nipple as he continues sucking up the excess cum from madara's dick, as if thirsty for a different kind of milk this time. izumi may have been rendered mute for the time being, but there's no volume control provided for the lewd slurping sounds he's making with his mouth.
really, consider this as divine punishment for having the upper hand for too long. izumi pulls his mouth away again, sitting right on madara's dick to grind his own hardness against him while licking up the milky mess on his chest; if madara thinks he's going to properly fuck him, too bad. because once izumi finds an opening, he won't stop until his victim is all bullied out, much like being in a snake's grasp. ]
[Ah, Madara ended up annoying him again... Guess old habits die hard even in the throes of sex. Not that Madara worried too much about it, of course. He enjoys that scowl that Izumi gives him, no matter how much he sees it, and his satisfaction only grew when Izumi actually indulges him by hungrily assaulting his cock with his mouth more intensively. And when his nipple gets twisted, god, it's almost pleasurable as it was embarrassing to see and feel a spray of milk spurt out.
Madara's hands go for gripping the sheets this time, unable to form any other words besides repeated "yes" and "more" between his shameless cries of pleasure. Ah, it's so much, Madara can feel himself about to come again---
Only for it to get cruelly halted as Izumi's mouth draws away, replacing it with the rough friction of his still-clothed erection. The disappointment shows on his face as he instincticely grabs Izumi's thighs while the other boy starts running his tongue along his chest. This isn't enough, this isn't enough at all...
But... While it was frustrating to be deprived of his orgasm, being bullied and being punished... There was something in that Madara found to be thrilling. Even if snake were the predator, cows were still far larger creatures, and can be deadly in their own way if they retaliate. He can take this, the subtle smile forming on his face indicating how incredibly turned-on he is with Izumi trying to take control.]
Haha... Isn't that painful, Izumi-san? Here, let me help you ouuut♪
[So he says, as he goes straight to work on freeing Izumi's dick from the confines of his pants, slipping it out with his hands to guide it back onto his own. Ah, much better, it felt much better to have both of them rub against each other uncovered like this----
Hm. Rubbing... That's when Madara gets another one of his weird-ass ideas, the smile on his face getting ominously more cat-like. :3]
Hey, do you want to try rubbing it on my chest~? They're big enough, and my milk's made it wet enough to move easily... I bet it'll feel reeeeaaaally good for you...☆
[god i hate this stupid cowboy milf and his lack of shame which enables me to write this weird shit like its nothing and remain ic]
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Date: 2019-03-18 11:39 pm (UTC)but he doesn't hit him. instead he sticks his forked tongue out for a raspberry, obviously not amused from madara's antics per usual. even if madara choosing to bootycall him is making him feel all kinds of strange ways. ]
no srsly are you horny or do u just wanna hang out
[ maybe they should've gotten a room after all, ]
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Date: 2019-03-19 02:29 am (UTC)Which makes bringing up Madara's urgent matter a little easier.]
All right, all right, because I'm so nice, I'll be clear♪ Since we've seen and know each other's worse sides, you're one of the few I can trust with this, Izumi-san.
[Aaaand he grasps Izumi's free hand with both of his, as if about to make some sort of plea.]
You see... Because of this cow thing, it looks like... [dramatic pause] I've become more of a Mama than I thought was possible! And I need help♪ [That was not clear at all.]
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Date: 2019-03-19 02:41 am (UTC)just give him a moment to text back with his one hand. ]
r u finally pregnant
[ BECAUSE WHAT ELSE CAN IZUMI GET FROM THAT ]
/slowly closes my eyes hoy bakit mo ginawa sa akin ito
Date: 2019-03-19 03:10 am (UTC)Well, actually, Madara thinks that might be interesting, but the point of wanting to be a Mama was the fact it was impossible for him in the first place. If he somehow got pregnant, what's dreams will be left in the world for him to let be dreams!? The amount of fun in his life would drop significantly! Madara's voice can't help but come out as a bit of a whine as he responds fairly quickly:]
Noooo! And what do you mean by 'finally'!? [Rhetorical, please don't answer that, he's continuing:] Anyway, it's more like the order's jumbled up a bit, you seeee~? How do I explain this...
[Ah, he knows. Madara guides the hand he's holding to press it against one of his glorious and very familiar pecs.]
You see, somehow... They've filled up, to the point it kind of hurts. [Even with Madara being himself, he can't believe he's having this conversation. He's even flushing a bit; be grateful he even trusts you with this stupid shit.] Also, cows have mating cycles, so I guess maybe the mask gave me a ticking biological clock too. Hahahahaha!
kasi........ mahal kita,
Date: 2019-03-22 07:06 am (UTC)Jeez, as usual I cannot believe you're roping me into your weirder antics again.
[ not that he doesn't like it at the very least - izumi likes experimenting. the fact that madara sought for his aid out of everybody he knows should mean something as well... nnn. they really have become much closer since then, haven't they? even with leo between them last time. ]
Well... no time like the present, I suppose. [ hhhhhhhh ] Where do you want me to... you know.
[ they're not anywhere near the fort anymore so they can afford to have sex in somewhere that's more semi-private. izumi's starting to see the appeal in exhibitionism and he doesn't like it One Bit. ]
uwaaaa
Date: 2019-03-24 07:07 am (UTC)FuuuuPlay it cool, play it cool...]
Wh... Wherever you want, Izumi-san! At this point, does it really matter wheeere? [Even not including the stuff that happened at the camp, they've both found themselves going at it in not-so-closed areas, not necessarily always with each other. Especially with the Carnavale, did it make any difference where?] Honestly, I'd take care of this myself, but it's a bit difficult alone~
also let's assume he texted his dialogue in my previous tag, rip
Date: 2019-03-27 11:39 am (UTC)but that wouldn't be fair for the both of them, with how there were some conflicted feelings regarding the last time they'd met, with leo in the forest. izumi sighs, resigning to his fate of constantly having to apologize and explain himself with the help of his own body, and tugs at madara's hand to pull him up from the bench. he's tired of doing it in more sleazy places like bathrooms or alleyways, though... he could use some privacy after everything that had happened these past two months. ]
do you know somewhere where we can get a bed
[ shows his phone at madara over the shoulder. god, he's so ashamed of being seen with him right now, but holding the larger man's hand tethers him to this world, thankfully. no time to fade out of this goddamn world just yet, as much as izumi really fucking wants to disappear right now. ]
/pats i gotchu
Date: 2019-03-28 06:19 pm (UTC)Though, despite that, Madara is actually surprised that Izumi is the one initiating hand holding and committing to it... Oddly enough, that is what makes him self-conscious, hoping that the resulting deepening scarlet on his face can be excused as bovine heat and not anything weird like Feelings. No, bad, especially after what happened in the forest... God, it must seem really stupid this is the thing he approaches Izumi with after that, but its a big enough distraction to speak with him again while avoiding the Real Issues.
He glances at the text on the phone's screen as he allows himself to be dragged along, and like the true world traveler he is:]
Of course I do! If you turn left here, it should be around the corner~
[Smooth delivery, he sounds carefree. He's got this. In fact, though it looks like he's letting Izumi lead the way, Madara's quickening his pace, essentially pushing him towards the nearby hotel. This pushiness and urgency will continue to the check-in desk and all the way to their room. Yes, he's herding.]
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Date: 2019-04-03 01:57 am (UTC)so once they've checked into their simple bedroom, izumi immediately locks the door between them and pushes madara onto the bed, climbing on top of him to start kissing him all over, grinding his hips down like the tease that he is. hope madara like that snake tongue of his, because he's going to urge madara to open up to slide that in his mouth.
...look, it's been a while, and ever since they'd kissed at the fort izumi couldn't stop thinking about it. this is completely fine. ]
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Date: 2019-04-15 06:23 am (UTC)And really, he's welcoming it, letting himself get toppled over by his smaller classmate and quite eager to relieve himself of his estrus-related needs. However, that's all the allowance he's given as Madara returns the rest of that aggression with kisses of equal force, letting Izumi's serpentine tongue into his mouth with no hesitation. Wow, that is long.
The grinding too, Madara's hips instinctively bucking up to rub in attempts to give back in full, unable to contained his strained whines as he feels the both of them quickly hardening against each other. That, coupled with the torrid locking of lips and tongue, with unusual desires eating away at what little restraint he has, makes Madara grow even more impatient, taking Izumi's hands into his and guiding them towards his chest, inviting more of that fondling from earlier.
Ah, maybe this isn't how he should have approached Izumi, especially after their last encounter with Leo in tow. All of this is just making it more of a mess, isn't it? Yet, it's hard to consider regrets and consequences when more base desires are pushing them aside.]
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Date: 2019-04-20 02:05 pm (UTC)izumi breaks the kiss after a while, licking his own lips before ripping off madara's shirt to reveal his naked chest (forgot to mention that his hands have claws now for the time being...). madara's pectorals seem... bigger and fuller than usual, and since madara's specifically asked him for release, who is he to deny him of this? so he leans in on a lip to lick around it, then putting his mouth on it and starts sucking.
... this is kind of weird and awkward, yeah. but seeing as madara's just as nervous about all this as he is is kind of comforting in its own right - and besides, izumi would be lying if he said he's not curious on whether he could actually milk madara for all his worth... except normally yeah he wouldn't give a shit, this really is just the horny talking. goddammit. ]
wow what are we doing on a holy weekend
Date: 2019-04-20 08:32 pm (UTC)But instead, Izumi goes above expectations by diving in with his lips and tongue. Oh, wow. Even with how much he talks about loving surprises, and being one to kick shame to the curb, Madara's actually quite caught off-guard that Izumi was going for sucking it out right away---]
Huh!? Izumi-sa---
[That's all he could get out before his words cut into a rather audible cry as Izumi begins to suck, a hand going to grab a fistful of Izumi's hair and presses his face closer to his chest. He never expected something like this to feel this good, yet his loud moans don't cease as he feels built-up milk get forcibly drawn out of his nipple and spill into Izumi's mouth. It's strange, yeah, but oddly hot at the same time, and Madara actually wants more of it----
It's then another wet spot forms on his person... that is, lower, on his pants. Ah, he can't believe it, he came so quickly just from that. The endurance he's proud of shattered in an instant... He has no doubt that Izumi, with his sadist streak, would notice...]
i had to wait for easter sunday to be over so that i can be legally horny again
Date: 2019-04-25 10:34 am (UTC)and he grins.
oh no.
he shifts backwards so that he's sitting in between madara's legs, hands fiddling on the other man's pants zipper to get his cock out, and wastes no time in licking up the mess he's just made, swirling his forked tongue around the tip before taking him slowly into his mouth with a pleased hum.
poor madara - he really should've seen this coming, after not let izumi top all this time, and now he's going to get his just desserts. and izumi will get his too, as soon as he potentially makes madara come a second time like this. ♪ ]
its ok we are now free of sin (i think)
Date: 2019-04-28 06:19 pm (UTC)But he'll let it happen, he owes that much to Izumi after what he did. And even with the further complication on their relationships, Madara has no doubt Izumi's interest in being the top strengthened after seeing Madara willingly and enthusiastically bottom out for Leo.
And honestly? As someone who's normally an overwhelming brute, it feels somewhat amazing to be at the mercy of someone else, to be weak for once. Light flows of milk seep out and dribble down Madara's heaving chest as he breathes heavily, trying his best not to let it evolve into whimpers as watches Izumi lap up whatever cum didn't get soaked into his pants. He was already sensitive to touch thanks to his cow-induced desire to mate, and now being relentlessly teased seconds after orgasm... it was almost unbearable.
It's almost a surprise Madara doesn't come right away when Izumi fully takes his cock into his mouth, and even more of a surprise to himself that he wants to be bullied more. Madara's hands reach down to thread through Izumi's hair once more, his hips bucking upward in an instinctive attempt to remedy against the excrutiatingly slow pace.]
I-Izumi-san... More... Faster, please...
[Of course Madara, who made it a regular habit of being an embarassment wherever he goes, would have no qualms with begging.]
nope.... happy belated bday ma
Date: 2019-05-17 12:36 pm (UTC)in that case he'll turn it up a couple more notches, hand reaching up to twist a leaking nipple as he continues sucking up the excess cum from madara's dick, as if thirsty for a different kind of milk this time. izumi may have been rendered mute for the time being, but there's no volume control provided for the lewd slurping sounds he's making with his mouth.
really, consider this as divine punishment for having the upper hand for too long. izumi pulls his mouth away again, sitting right on madara's dick to grind his own hardness against him while licking up the milky mess on his chest; if madara thinks he's going to properly fuck him, too bad. because once izumi finds an opening, he won't stop until his victim is all bullied out, much like being in a snake's grasp. ]
i'm embarrassed with how fast i jumped on this
Date: 2019-05-17 05:13 pm (UTC)Madara's hands go for gripping the sheets this time, unable to form any other words besides repeated "yes" and "more" between his shameless cries of pleasure. Ah, it's so much, Madara can feel himself about to come again---
Only for it to get cruelly halted as Izumi's mouth draws away, replacing it with the rough friction of his still-clothed erection. The disappointment shows on his face as he instincticely grabs Izumi's thighs while the other boy starts running his tongue along his chest. This isn't enough, this isn't enough at all...
But... While it was frustrating to be deprived of his orgasm, being bullied and being punished... There was something in that Madara found to be thrilling. Even if snake were the predator, cows were still far larger creatures, and can be deadly in their own way if they retaliate. He can take this, the subtle smile forming on his face indicating how incredibly turned-on he is with Izumi trying to take control.]
Haha... Isn't that painful, Izumi-san? Here, let me help you ouuut♪
[So he says, as he goes straight to work on freeing Izumi's dick from the confines of his pants, slipping it out with his hands to guide it back onto his own. Ah, much better, it felt much better to have both of them rub against each other uncovered like this----
Hm. Rubbing... That's when Madara gets another one of his weird-ass ideas, the smile on his face getting ominously more cat-like. :3]
Hey, do you want to try rubbing it on my chest~? They're big enough, and my milk's made it wet enough to move easily... I bet it'll feel reeeeaaaally good for you...☆
[god i hate this stupid cowboy milf and his lack of shame which enables me to write this weird shit like its nothing and remain ic]