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[Matoba is running 2 separate network accounts. Please specify which of his inboxes you are PMing! :)]
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[Mrroooowwwrr rolls a moan from Matoba's grumbled chest, muffled against skin where he lays his head against Ro's stomach. The deep, purring rumbles vibrate into his torso, Matoba's body rocking and squirming as his mouth sets to work.]

[His cock still eagerly fucking against the hand that grips it, it twitches now every so often as his hole is teased at and pierced with tongue. He rides back on it, pushing his ass against Ro's face to the point he can feel the man's nose bury in his crack every so often; pushy and demanding, but eager, he's enjoying every slurp against his balls, every deep probe of tongue. When fucking with tongue ceases and he grumbles selfishly, it's replaced quickly with a finger that teases the rim of muscle and then pushes in, massaging inner walls and his prostate. His tail wavers over Ro's face, curling this way and flicking that, excited.]

[Selfish, and spoiled, but spoiling freely given to him by the only person that knew to give it to him. Maybe the resort knew that he needed the extra push to take the day to enjoy himself, given the rather pathetic day's activities he'd laid out for himself just before.]

[He especially likes every time Ro slurps the soft flesh of his sack into his mouth, and rubs them back against his face. Muscle clenches around invading finger, a tight clutch around the knuckle as it grinds in and throbbing in his hand to match. A little more of that, directed and insistent, and his thighs will shudder as he comes with a deep, yowling groan, spilling hot over Ro's hand and chest.]

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[ …… cute. He can’t help it. Despite all petty intention to keep up his feline distaste, the way Matoba moves and sounds is cute. Rokurou’s finger flexes every time the other man gets loud, wanting to drag more out of him. Lips grind, tongue kneads, and the grip over Matoba’s erection pumps along its curve and squeezes at the tip. It’s easier to tell what he likes with the tail lashing over his head. It moves more erratically the more Matoba enjoys it—not to mention the rumble from Matoba’s throat every time he finds a sweet spot.

That finger drives inside. Coaxes, with the forward grind of the tip, knuckle twisting beneath that greedy clutch of muscle. What a little slut… Rokurou smiles, mouth ticking up at the corners as he studies the way Matoba’s ass begs for more. His own cock pangs with arousal, too soon, but willing despite having just finished before.

But there’s no time to work up and fuck this slutty hole. He’s learned Matoba’s body too well. A pulse of tension threads through the other man, one that Rokurou can feel beneath his palms. Knows, a second before Matoba comes, that he’s there—though there’s no time to save himself from the mess. Semen leaks down his chest, sticky and thick, staining the sheets alongside his chest.

They’re both filthy. Rokurou rolls the now dead-weight Matoba over onto the bed to bask in his afterglow as he grabs a towel from the nightstand. After clicking his tongue, he leans over to press a kiss against Matoba’s sweaty temple. ]

I’ll indulge you just this once.

[ While Matoba dozes in feline heaven, Rokurou will take care of cleaning the both of them and the bed. Happy birthday, you brat. ]