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[Matoba is running 2 separate network accounts. Please specify which of his inboxes you are PMing! :)]
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[swordhardy]

[ Instead of doing something like gripping him by the balls, Matoba is strangely and unexpectedly… cute…

Rokurou swallows as unfamiliar heat prickles in his chest. It’s a feeling that he steadfastly ignores, trying to focus instead on the hot clench of Matoba’s mouth. Fingers twitching, he catches that flicking ear between his pointer and thumb to gently knead, endeared despite himself. It’s while in that strange emotional place that his orgasm grips. Dry heat sparks flames that run the course of his system, bleeding him of sense from head to toe.

Thick semen spills into Matoba’s waiting mouth. The daemon twitches and then goes pliant, breathing shallow, a light sheen of clammy sweat clings to his cheeks and forehead. Fuck, it feels good… and he marinates in that satisfaction, allowing Matoba do whatever the hell he wants as he sinks into the mattress like a limp puppet. ]

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[Ah, that feels good... The stroking has his eye half-lidded as he continues swallowing Rokurou's cock into his tight lips. It's almost too easy to get distracted by it, to relax into it, but he must be vigilant with seed spilling onto his tongue.]

[He swallows greedily when it comes, heady bursts that coat his mouth quickly. His throat bobs as he gulps it down, sticking to his throat, nursing tight bobs over his dick that keep it all from spilling outward. His breath flares hot over Rokurou's lap as he works, following him down when he sinks back onto the bed like a cat that refuses to let go of its favorite toy, and still tasting and swallowing down the remains and flavor of cum mixing with his saliva. His own hips continue bobbing behind him on the bed, thighs now splayed, fucking a full erection against the mattress.]

[A low sound rumbles from his face on Rokurou's lap, a mix between a purr and a needy groan. His hands haven't left Ro's thighs, still gripping hard into flesh. He eyes the expanse of the daemon's body with hunger, and finally draws his face up off of his lap, letting spent cock fall from his lips and licking his chops.]

[He wants more.]

[Crawling over him, he lays his body down over Rokurou's and splay-straddles in his lap, rubbing his own erection along the man's sleep-warm body, and tucking his chin next to the man's ear with a rumbling purr. Like the cat that just won't let you go back to bed until it's fed, he's still hungry.]