[ Now that was unexpected. Here he is, enjoying the tension and small jerks in Karamatsu's body as he strains, the sounds he makes as if overwhelmed and it turns out none of that is for show. He truly was overwhelmed and as a result, lost control. ]
Mm?!
[ Aoba clings to Karamatsu's body as he tenses, then shakes. It occurs to him that he might be reaching his climax but his hands are nowhere near his dick and he isn't touching anywhere really good yet. But then he hears him shout and it's at that point Aoba knows his body just fired off without warning, judging from the exhausted tremble and sudden bonelessness his friend exhibits soon after, like a rubber band was snapped.
Aoba peeks out from between his legs, his hands gripping the backs of his knees. ]
Uwaaah? You came so suddenly! [ Visual confirmed. We have jizz, gentlemen. And... Aoba has to be a little impressed with the results - Long, wet stripes of white are clinging to his skin, even the gold chain around his neck and...
Oh. Oh wow. ]
...You're so sensitive, Kara-kun. Can you really be satisfied with just that? I'm surprised.
[ Aoba grins as he lowers his body onto the bed, sitting between his legs and letting his hands slide up and down his legs as he speaks. He's not even warning him about how much of a mess he's made. Even when he leans a little forward once he's sure Karamatsu's had enough time to catch his breath, reaching out to take his hands. ]
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Mm?!
[ Aoba clings to Karamatsu's body as he tenses, then shakes. It occurs to him that he might be reaching his climax but his hands are nowhere near his dick and he isn't touching anywhere really good yet. But then he hears him shout and it's at that point Aoba knows his body just fired off without warning, judging from the exhausted tremble and sudden bonelessness his friend exhibits soon after, like a rubber band was snapped.
Aoba peeks out from between his legs, his hands gripping the backs of his knees. ]
Uwaaah? You came so suddenly! [ Visual confirmed. We have jizz, gentlemen. And... Aoba has to be a little impressed with the results - Long, wet stripes of white are clinging to his skin, even the gold chain around his neck and...
Oh. Oh wow. ]
...You're so sensitive, Kara-kun. Can you really be satisfied with just that? I'm surprised.
[ Aoba grins as he lowers his body onto the bed, sitting between his legs and letting his hands slide up and down his legs as he speaks. He's not even warning him about how much of a mess he's made. Even when he leans a little forward once he's sure Karamatsu's had enough time to catch his breath, reaching out to take his hands. ]