[ Shiiit, Aikuro's not stopping either. He just keeps going further and further. Gintoki thinks he probably shouldn't look, if he really wants to try to keep himself together so he doesn't finish. He could! He really could, like, any minute now!
And yet he does look down, his whole body shuddering as the head of his dick bumps against the back of Aikuro's throat. He looks so good like that, with his nose against Gintoki's abdomen and Gintoki's fingers all tangled up in his hair, and that alone is enough to make Gintoki groan against his knuckles. Aikuro seems so content doing it too, which really isn't surprising, but it makes red flare all the way to Gintoki's ears and down his neck.
What an embarrassing guy. Embarrassing!
By the time Aikuro pulls back, he's practically gasping against his hand, shaking all over, skin getting sticky with sweat. Is the shower still on? If they're going to be doing this, maybe they should turn it off for a bit. Ahh, shit, he's so close now. He's not sure he can take much-- ]
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And yet he does look down, his whole body shuddering as the head of his dick bumps against the back of Aikuro's throat. He looks so good like that, with his nose against Gintoki's abdomen and Gintoki's fingers all tangled up in his hair, and that alone is enough to make Gintoki groan against his knuckles. Aikuro seems so content doing it too, which really isn't surprising, but it makes red flare all the way to Gintoki's ears and down his neck.
What an embarrassing guy. Embarrassing!
By the time Aikuro pulls back, he's practically gasping against his hand, shaking all over, skin getting sticky with sweat. Is the shower still on? If they're going to be doing this, maybe they should turn it off for a bit. Ahh, shit, he's so close now. He's not sure he can take much-- ]
Eh?
[ What for. ]