[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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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]