[ atsushi wonders if it's actually possible for him to still feel blood rush to his head, but it sure seems like he's blushing even harder at the suggestion to ride dazai. normally he'd shoot him down and tell him that it's too embarrassing, but right not atsushi seems driven by his own desires.
he turns around so he can face dazai, and begins to inch closer, until he's hovering over dazai's lap. one of his hands comes to rest on dazai's shoulder, and atsushi actually has it in him to lean in a bit, just to whisper in his ear enticingly. ]
You'll have to teach me how to do it properly.
[ there's a tiny part of atsushi who actually wonders who the hell that person is who is trying so hard to be absolutely irresistible for dazai, and who wants to show him just what a good and obedient boy he can be.
that's something to think (and be embarrassed) about later. atsushi wraps a hand around dazai's cock and gives him a little squeeze, moments before he presses the head of that dripping wet cock against his hole. the touch alone is scorching hot already, and the heat seems to amplify even more as atsushi slowly lowers himself on dazai's cock.
the feel of that thick length sliding inside him has atsushi whimper and tremble, fingers digging into dazai's shoulder hard. it's so big, almost too big, and every single inch pushing inside him seems to split and stretch him even wider. by the time he settles in dazai's lap, atsushi is covered in sweat and breathing heavily. ]
Ah.. It actually went in..
[ and judging by how hard his own cock is and how much he's dripping, he's really enjoying the feeling of dazai deep inside of him. ]
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he turns around so he can face dazai, and begins to inch closer, until he's hovering over dazai's lap. one of his hands comes to rest on dazai's shoulder, and atsushi actually has it in him to lean in a bit, just to whisper in his ear enticingly. ]
You'll have to teach me how to do it properly.
[ there's a tiny part of atsushi who actually wonders who the hell that person is who is trying so hard to be absolutely irresistible for dazai, and who wants to show him just what a good and obedient boy he can be.
that's something to think (and be embarrassed) about later. atsushi wraps a hand around dazai's cock and gives him a little squeeze, moments before he presses the head of that dripping wet cock against his hole. the touch alone is scorching hot already, and the heat seems to amplify even more as atsushi slowly lowers himself on dazai's cock.
the feel of that thick length sliding inside him has atsushi whimper and tremble, fingers digging into dazai's shoulder hard. it's so big, almost too big, and every single inch pushing inside him seems to split and stretch him even wider. by the time he settles in dazai's lap, atsushi is covered in sweat and breathing heavily. ]
Ah.. It actually went in..
[ and judging by how hard his own cock is and how much he's dripping, he's really enjoying the feeling of dazai deep inside of him. ]