[ The thing still seems to roar within him, perched so neatly and solidly on his threshold for overstimulation that Ienzo can only tip his chin back, eyes glazing, and a make a low, steady noise with his tongue tucked up against the top of his mouth, feet flexing and knees lifting to try to relieve just a little of the intensive pressure on that gland.
His softening prick flinches stiff a couple of times in weaking confusion, just a little more pearly cum milked from its shrinking tip, and that sound he's making climbs to a squeakier whine, wriggling in his restraints, feeling the fine hairs on his arms standing on end. ] Ah! Aahh, maybe too much?!
[ He bleats in flimsy peril, bucking his hips ineffectively to try and dislodge things again. ]
[He lets this go on for a moment longer before just chuckling and turning it off. He doesn't pull it out, though. And with the way Ienzo is situated, it'll be hard for him to force it out.]
But that's for later. Don't worry, I ain't that cruel to ya.
[He gives that lower belly a rub, before moving in to pat him on the head.]
[He gives a tired, sighing moan for that warm pass of a hand below his navel. That steady burn around his entrance is like a constant itch he can't scratch, best he can do is hug his glutes together to squeeze his cheeks around the toy, and squirm just enough to make subtle change to the way it fits to him.
Ienzo tips his head back, nuzzles at Iwai's wrist when he's patted on the head. It's the sort of gesture he might take offense to, in any other way, but right now he feels so fucked silly by all the stimulation that he may as well show a little of his gratitute.
A flash of pink tongue slips out, lapping at the veins of Iwai's inner wrist.] Mmmh...maybe? But don't you want yours? [ He bats his eyes questioningly. ]
Yeah, course I do, but I can always take care of that myself. [He makes a jerking off motion. He gives that head another slow rub with a hum as he looks him over carefully trying to help him come down from all the stimulation.]
Though, if y'feel up to doing something still, I'm not going to say no. But I don't want you to leave goin' I'm never coming back, this guys a sadist.
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Date: 2020-08-18 08:13 pm (UTC)His softening prick flinches stiff a couple of times in weaking confusion, just a little more pearly cum milked from its shrinking tip, and that sound he's making climbs to a squeakier whine, wriggling in his restraints, feeling the fine hairs on his arms standing on end. ] Ah! Aahh, maybe too much?!
[ He bleats in flimsy peril, bucking his hips ineffectively to try and dislodge things again. ]
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Date: 2020-08-21 11:29 pm (UTC)[He lets this go on for a moment longer before just chuckling and turning it off. He doesn't pull it out, though. And with the way Ienzo is situated, it'll be hard for him to force it out.]
But that's for later. Don't worry, I ain't that cruel to ya.
[He gives that lower belly a rub, before moving in to pat him on the head.]
Done for the night?
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Date: 2020-08-23 05:47 am (UTC)Ienzo tips his head back, nuzzles at Iwai's wrist when he's patted on the head. It's the sort of gesture he might take offense to, in any other way, but right now he feels so fucked silly by all the stimulation that he may as well show a little of his gratitute.
A flash of pink tongue slips out, lapping at the veins of Iwai's inner wrist.] Mmmh...maybe? But don't you want yours? [ He bats his eyes questioningly. ]
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Date: 2020-08-25 10:07 pm (UTC)Though, if y'feel up to doing something still, I'm not going to say no. But I don't want you to leave goin' I'm never coming back, this guys a sadist.
[Just saying.]
God, I really wrecked you good, huh?