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【OPEN/NSFW】☆ SHAMELESS SMUT POST

☆ click a pic and get kinks.. looks like u only have three choices.. choose... wisely..
☆ call somebody out???
☆ treat it like a mid-fuck meme i guess...
☆ idk be completely shameless with me.... happy holidays everyone
☆ if somebody isn't here that you want for some reason let me know.... i can probably throw them out here

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_{[ Jesus.
Gintoki gives him more pressure, some last, sliding touches felt all around before his fingers slip completely out. Gintoki feels like right now is the best time now that he's tested Jae-Ha enough, but he's also feeling hot from his own impatience. ]}

Guess it's kinda mean makin' you wait so long.. or is it?
_{[ That's all he can really say before he positions himself better, fingers squeezing against Jae-Ha's hips. His hand rubs along his rump and he spreads his partner's cheeks before pressing his tip against his entrance— it feels like he's prepared himself correctly with enough lubricant and a condom— good job, Gintoki. That's impressive for him who is just beginning to sober up. He huffs out a hot breath before rocking his hips forward, feeling Jae-Ha's take him about one fourth.

That feels really good, the way his muscle hugged around his prick. With another thrust, he bucks himself inside deeper, starting off slow— but enough force to be on the rougher side.

No more waiting, Jae-Ha. ]}

["On the rougher side" is completely what Jae-Ha loves. Gintoki presses in that extra bit, and as slow as it is, the force gets Jae-Ha to gasp out. He's very verbal when it comes to this, and Gintoki has been teasing him for far too long to act stoic. He has his face pressed into the sheets now, fingers digging into the blankets on either side. His breathing is heavy, and he can't manage any sort of response to Gintoki right now.

He's too focused on the feeling. How full it is, even with Gintoki in just part of the way as he is now. It hurts, as well prepared as he is, in just the right way— and he longs for Gintoki to work his way in the rest of the way and reach that spot he'd been teasing earlier.]

_{[ It doesn't take Gintoki very long to pick up the pace, the feeling of desire and lust practically overflowing at this rate. Sure, he may not really be drunk anymore on alcohol, but he was definitely feeling light headed from his libido.
His fingers grip, trimmed nails digging into Jae-Ha's sides as he picks up the pace and rhythm, rutting against him without much caution to the wind as he focuses on satisfying his own erection and feeling of sex starvation that's pumping through his veins and between his ears. His prick slides in and out smoothly with only minor stumbles in his movement, grunting and huffing with each sensational buck. He shifts himself for a moment with a groan before rutting back inside of his partner, the tip of his member rubs and presses against that sweet spot— finally— right where he was teasing earlier, and in just a few seconds after that, he's getting Jae-Ha's sweet spot right on the nose.

By now, one of his hands has taken a-hold of that long, silky hair, twisting it in his fingers and pulling as a reign. ]}

[There's something appealing about having his face to the sheets, fingers gripping tight into them as he's pounded from behind. His whole body moves with each thrust, and he's scrunching up his face, grunting out soft noises as he adjusts.

Then, Gintoki hits that spot, and he cries out, legs trembling slightly in feeling. His fingers curl tighter still, and his forehead touches down to the bed as he gasps out with each following thrust, until finally his head is yanked back with his hair, and his cries aren't muffled by cloth anymore.]

G-gintoki... [Shit, he has to say something or the tension building inside of him will be too much to handle. That's how it feels, and yet he has no words but Gintoki's name and ohs and ahs. A couple of times, his slipping pride lets him mutter something that sounds like "wait", but nothing on his face or in his body says that Gintoki should actually mind him and stop.

His head pulls against his held hair slightly, and the pain has its own pleasure as well. He wants to curl forward, to hide his face and feel this, but he's being forced to stare forward and slightly up thanks to his hair being used as reigns.]

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