( The symbol beneath them glows, bathing them in warm light as Miyano orgasms. Every drip of come that touches the symbol makes it brighten, and Bruce doesn't bother to hide his moan. His head tips down, watching Miyano intently as he feels the power that steadily courses through him. Every flutter of that throat around his cock threatens to snatch another sound from him, and the idea of continuing just like this is tempting. Fucking his throat until Miyano is choking on his come.
But another idea comes to him.
His hands move to tug Miyano off his cock, a string of gleaming saliva the only thing that connects those swollen lips and cock. It's an easy thing to move around Miyano, hands and tail abandoning him for the moment. He settles easily behind him, trailing one hand over the bare back to push the teen's shoulders to the ground, his other hand tipping his hips to bring his ass higher, better angled for Bruce's attention. There's no warning when his tail moves again, winding back around the teen's cock to stroke him still. )
Don't hold anything back. ( Is all Bruce says as his hands move, spreading the smooth cheeks to give him a glimpse of his hole. He wants to hear every sound, to see Miyano squirm, to send him over the edge with more orgasms if he can. He wets his lips, his own cock twitching at the sight. ) Have you touched yourself here? ( He wonders as he leans down, dragging his tongue slowly over the tight hole, hands squeezing those cheeks in his hands. )
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Date: 2022-09-19 03:01 pm (UTC)But another idea comes to him.
His hands move to tug Miyano off his cock, a string of gleaming saliva the only thing that connects those swollen lips and cock. It's an easy thing to move around Miyano, hands and tail abandoning him for the moment. He settles easily behind him, trailing one hand over the bare back to push the teen's shoulders to the ground, his other hand tipping his hips to bring his ass higher, better angled for Bruce's attention. There's no warning when his tail moves again, winding back around the teen's cock to stroke him still. )
Don't hold anything back. ( Is all Bruce says as his hands move, spreading the smooth cheeks to give him a glimpse of his hole. He wants to hear every sound, to see Miyano squirm, to send him over the edge with more orgasms if he can. He wets his lips, his own cock twitching at the sight. ) Have you touched yourself here? ( He wonders as he leans down, dragging his tongue slowly over the tight hole, hands squeezing those cheeks in his hands. )