[ There's a bit of an annoyed grunt, before a thrust hits just right in him and he rocks his hips back in response, gasping out a moan. He can't even be mad that Aikuro is being annoying about his name, because it's not like he doesn't do the same to people. Takes energy to be mad, anyway. And he should probably stop talking right about now, because his breath is picking up again and his legs are shaking-- He's so close.
His fingers slide out of Aikuro's hair, because it's not easy to keep his arm there. Kind of hurt. Instead he moves the hand down to wrap around his cock. Thrusts and teeth on his neck are all well and good, but he's not sure he can finish on just that. So his hand sets in a broken rhythm, stroking up and down his length, as his pants turn into groans and he tries - and probably doesn't manage that well - to meet every thrust with a roll of his hips.
It only takes a few moments, and then a well aimed thrust sends him over the edge, cum splattering on the wall and dripping down his hand. Aikuro better be holding him tight, because he tries to stay up and lean on the wall, but his knees are really weak right now. ]
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His fingers slide out of Aikuro's hair, because it's not easy to keep his arm there. Kind of hurt. Instead he moves the hand down to wrap around his cock. Thrusts and teeth on his neck are all well and good, but he's not sure he can finish on just that. So his hand sets in a broken rhythm, stroking up and down his length, as his pants turn into groans and he tries - and probably doesn't manage that well - to meet every thrust with a roll of his hips.
It only takes a few moments, and then a well aimed thrust sends him over the edge, cum splattering on the wall and dripping down his hand. Aikuro better be holding him tight, because he tries to stay up and lean on the wall, but his knees are really weak right now. ]