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Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[Unlike other times where he might tease more, he seems just as eager as Hurricane, wasting no more time in taking him in. Whether or not Hurricane juts into it, he immediately begins working his way to the hilt, apparently undaunted by the length.

It turns out sensitIV powers are useful for more than just an inability to tire.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He groans, long and low - can't seem to tear his eyes away from the sight of Izanagi working swallowing him down]

J-jesus. That feels -

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[Once he reaches the hilt, he draws back with a hum, eyes glancing upwards briefly at Hurricane before he resumes swallowing him down again.

One of his hands slips under his skirt, shivering slightly as he strokes himself a few times, too.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He reaches out, shaky, to thread his fingers through Izanagi's hair - pets through it as his hips work in a needy, shallow little rhythm]

[His eyes dart down, to where Izanagi's hand disappears below the skirt; the flush across his cheeks grows darker]

God, you look so good like this.

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[The pace he sets isn't particularly fast, but it seems to be in part because he's savoring it, pausing to lap at the tip before taking him in again.

Still, his own need is clear in the way he strokes himself, occasionally moaning around Hurricane's cock.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Fast or not, it's clearly getting to him; the wait and the teasing in the lead-up mean he's desperate for it now. He can't seem to help the way his hips stutter faster, trying to speed the pace]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[Well, that's no good. Reaching up with both hands again, to steady himself - making it easier, too, for him to increase the pace as Hurricane wants.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shudders, hard - presses in like he needs it to breathe - rocks, and rocks, and rocks, every inward motion drawing a whimper or a gasp or a tremble from him]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[The reactions are encouraging, and he quickens the pace, eager to have his mouth fucked if it means getting those reactions, sucking hungrily at the tip before taking him in again, lips tight and warp around his cock.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It isn't long before the whimpers dissolve into a moan, scarcely bitten back, and then another]

[It isn't long before he's drawn up tight and trembling]

Hizumi - I - I'm gonna -

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[He shivers, lips pressed tight around the shaft, ready to swallow his seed once he tips over the edge.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[It's not long; his hips press forward once, and then twice and then stutter into stillness]

[He groans as he comes, eyes squeezes shut, hands inadvertantly gripping at Izanagi's hair]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[He stills, too - greedily drinking it all, lapping up every last drop. Throat tightening around his cock as he does so.

By the time he draws back, his face is a dark red and his breaths heavy pants, hands dropping down vaguely towards his own waist.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He peers down at the sight of Izanagi, reaching for himself like he can't wait - drops down to his knees beside him, batting his hands away]

Here, c'mere. Lemme.

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[He sits back breathlessly, chest still heaving as he tries to regain it - that boob window is really apparent by now. Leaning back on his hands, legs already spread under that too short skirt.

The gem on his earring still glows with a pale pink.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[hm,]

[It sure is still glowing, isn't it,]

[He's started to reach for Izanagi, but he pauses, as his brain starts putting two and two together,]

Hey, uh. Your, uh. Your earring's doing a thing.

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[It sure is.

He's also pretty clearly out of it, reacting slowly to Hurricane's words - glancing up, only a little confusion showing on his otherwise heated face.]

Huh...?

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

...it's glowing.

[His own expression is all concern]

Are you, like...?

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

Like... what?

[Grimacing a little, though.]

Everything got really warm.

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah... yeah.

You think there's some kinda effect...?

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

Maybe...?

[Squirming a little though, eyes still lidded.]

Weren't you going to...?

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

Ah - right.

Here, lemme -

[Reaching out, careful, to reach up under the skirt, fingers trailing softly over Izanagi's erection]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[The frankly lacey undergarments he's wearing do absolutely nothing to conceal just how hard he is, especially after sparing himself only the briefest moment of attention.

At Hurricane's touch, he juts into his palm with a needy whine.]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He sucks in a breath, at the feel of those lacy undergarments - bites at his own lip. He didn't finish long ago, but he would have to be inhuman for that to not spark any kind of interest]

[He begins to palm Izanagi through the panties, the pressure firm but slow]

Re: 439 - Maid Café

[bondsofsuffering]

[He keeps most of his weight on his hands behind him, flush darkening as Hurricane palms him. He's making some attempt to keep still, but with the way his eyes are intent on Hurricane's hand, it's not likely he'll stick with it for long.]