[ it should be illegal just how easily akutagawa hits all his buttons. atsushi wants to reply, but drops his phone in favor of clutching at his bed sheets when his orgasm overwhelms him. he cums, groaning through gritted teeth in an attempt to keep his voice low, while his hand never stills its movements on his cock until there's not a single drop left and he feels too sensitive for more.
only then, and after a moment of catching his breath through the haze of the afterglow, he remembers to pick up his phone again. his fingers still tremble when he starts typing. ]
you're going to make such a mess out of me..
worse than this.
[ being relaxed from his orgasm sure makes him lose all his inhibitions, as atsushi quickly snaps a picture of his stomach and hand covered in cum and sends it to akutagawa. maybe it'll help get him off too.. ]
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only then, and after a moment of catching his breath through the haze of the afterglow, he remembers to pick up his phone again. his fingers still tremble when he starts typing. ]
you're going to make such a mess out of me..
worse than this.
[ being relaxed from his orgasm sure makes him lose all his inhibitions, as atsushi quickly snaps a picture of his stomach and hand covered in cum and sends it to akutagawa. maybe it'll help get him off too.. ]