𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢

he wrote poems with his tongue between my legs.

Hiro fought against his gag reflexes and tried his best to take that cock in and not choke on it or gasp for air. He kept slurping on it like no tomorrow.

Hiro moaned against Natsumi's member and bucked his hips, rubbing his own member against that foot, all the while his mouth's sucking motions grew more intense.

Hiro looked up at Natsumi, confused, but he kept up with the slow, steady pace, slurping on that knob masterfully while his own was also demanding some attention.

Hearing him would only make him pause before deciding to slowly stand up however he would only make a fleeting of kisses up along his body before standing on his toes just to kiss him deeply and lustfully as his hand took over in stroking. "That's the goal, just focus on me."

He would slowly bathe that lengthy rod of his just to carefully work his warm plump balls as his hungry green gaze held up with his. Keitaro couldn't help but give a playful teasing grin. "The point is to "relax" not worry about things remember?"

Hiro knew Natsumi was a very punctual guy and he didn't want to ruin his reputation. So that blowjob got hastened and more intense. Anything to make sure they both cum fast.

“ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 .ᐣ ”

hopefully he isn’t too demanding! the hero can only do so much at once.. 💧

"It's okay, the activity's not started yet." Hiro shrugged and went back to gobble that cock.

they don’t have to leave the room, if they don’t need to. he doesn’t mind staying here, just giving natsumi a show.