Cyril

thinking about jing yuan and how he looks like someone who has an oral fixation..

jing yuan’s someone who takes sips of his tea to delay answering questions, someone who keeps the paper straw long after he’s finished with the drink and the paper gets soggy.

it’s no secret he likes warmer food. the soft burn of the wine, steeped tea, boiled milk, and so on, makes him feel comforted after a day of work— and that just covers the liquids.

which is why he dreams of you, another cloud knight on the never-ending list of people. it’s not that he doesn’t appreciate your efforts, he does. but anybody else could do the same work as you. they really could and jing yuan will still find ways to get himself off on the thought of you.

so eager to help, so quick to run into action, how could a good general like him let it go unnoticed? he observes everyone equally, thank you very much (even as he finds himself unconvinced of his own lies).

can you blame him? he hardly gets any breaks, there’s someone or the other nagging after him to do his fair share of the piled paperwork. then he once saw you outside of your usual uniform, enjoying your day off by sampling street food on the luofu with someone else. probably close to you.

and he— he’s also a guy with needs!

sure he might not seem like it, being well put together and composed, if not lazy.

but he wants it. badly. wants to know what sounds you’ll make if he were to kiss your neck, suck on your throat or if you’d push him down between your legs to keep his smart mouth occupied.

it’s fitting, he thinks, how much he’d like to repay you for the kindness. it’s also selfish.

jing yuan wants to suck your cock. kiss the tip. lick the shaft slowly. throat your entire length in one go.

you can keep him there for hours for your pleasure. and he’d take it because his mouth is stuffed full, his dick neglected but he’s praised until his head gets dizzy from it. he has thought all about it at night with his fist on his cock while biting his pillow, not with the intentions of muffling his sounds because he wants you to know he moans prettily. he’s just naturally better than the person you were with, and better than everyone else. he knows what is good for you (his company) and who is good for you (him).

he has to pretend he’s composed the next day and the day after that whenever you’re nearby or he might just say that he’s been thinking of your cock while having his own fingers pressing his tongue to occupy the empty space. because it’s not enough.

he has inappropriate questions to ask you, such as: what do you taste like? would you please make him choke on your cock if he’s not able to take it? would you let him cum untouched (it is embarrassing but he definitely can)? use him by pushing his head forward, tug his hair, be mean about it or all three? and would that person who was with you do it better than him? obviously not. he’s not a general for nothing. he’s served a fleet for over seven centuries, a person is no big deal.

he knows he’d look pretty, drooling on your cock with his eyes tearing up and lips glossy with spit and precum.

but for now, flimsy straws and teacup rims will keep him busy.

jing yuan’s still waiting for the right time to take advantage of the admiration in your eyes for him. the same eyes he wants on him when you find out he’s been this depraved for you. the same eyes he wants on him when he’s taking your cock.

Xiao looks so cute when he rides your dick. He’s utterly fucked out of his mind, and he’s struggling to keep his eyes open. He gets overstimulated easily. 

Poor Xiao can’t even scream anymore, all he does is moan and whimper when your dick hits the right spots inside his little body. He can’t keep himself stable and trembles a lot when he’s on top, it’s not any different when he’s on his back either.

You like seeing him try so hard to please you but at the end, it’s you who’s doing most of the work such as holding him by his waist and maneuvering his body up and down. 

“Faster, Xiao,” You say and he desperately looks at you in exhaustion.

He shakes his head meekly and a few tears slip from his eyes. 

“Can’t—ah— please, help,” He says. He doesn’t want to disappoint you. 

“C’mon, you can do it, right?” You ask as you give a quick slap to his cock. Xiao arched forward and a surprised gasp left his mouth. More tears gather at his eyes from the pain, but his cock aches for more and it made Xiao embarrassed. Enclosing your hand on his small cock, a sadistic thought crossed your mind. 

“You like that, huh?” You teased, tugging at his cock while his body went still at the overwhelming friction. Xiao waited intently for your next move.

“Who said you could stop?” You sharply asked and he fumbled a little with the pace. Xiao could feel your eyes on him, watching him bounce on your cock. He continued moaning, knowing he was close to cumming this fast.

You started jerking his cock as well, increasing the painful pleasure he was receiving. Xiao’s mind was blanking but he had to ask you permission to cum. He could hardly form any words though. 

Your other hand went up his waist rather than supporting his body. You wanted to see Xiao fall apart. You slowly traced his stomach where you could clearly see an outline of your cock thrusting in and out of Xiao. 

His eyes followed your trace and his face grew hotter by the second he saw how lewd he was being. When you pinched his nipples, Xiao started to move erratically, letting out a string of pleas which made your cock throb at his pathetic sight.

Xiao didn’t register what he was doing until he felt his own fingers on his other neglected nipple. Who knew the adeptus had it in him? He was so pretty when he lost all sense of rationality and was reduced to a sobbing mess because of you. 

Xiao was hitting his peak, the pleasure was making him numb. Your dick thrusting inside him was enough to cum right then and there. ‘Just a little more,’ he thought. With a last thrust, he was going to cum. He gripped your shoulders tightly and hoped you’d coddle him when he’s coming down from his high. But it never came. 

“Something wrong, love?” You asked. 

Wrong? Obviously yes! You had stopped him from moving and held his waist tightly. He gave a frustrated grunt as sobs wrecked his body. 

“Was s’close!” Xiao complained. You soothed him by leaving trails of kisses on his neck.

“Don't be a brat, Xiao. Can my adeptus not handle a little stalling?” You asked, brushing aside his tears. 

“No, no, I can! Please let me move.” Xiao begged and you released your hold on his waist. 

“Then show me.” You said and cupped his face to kiss him roughly. You swallowed his delighted mewls when he rode you. Xiao pulled away from you to catch his breath but you had other plans. Your hand went down to his cock again to toy with him. 

This time, you won’t let him live down the embarrassment. After all, a shy adeptus feasted your hungry eyes.

You gave an experimental flick to his small cock and thumbed his pretty pink head.

“What do you want me to do, Xiao?” You asked, tugging at his dick. 

Xiao, who you thought would be initially too flustered to answer, answered, “Can you—hng— slap it again?” His voice was shaky but he really wanted to feel the ache again. He didn’t know why either, he doesn’t usually like the pain.

You followed suit. Gently slapping his dick a couple of times brought him closer to his edge quickly. He was moaning breathlessly near your ear, grinding on your cock. 

“Am I doing good?” Xiao asks, leaning closer to you.

“Mhm, you’re my good boy, the goodest boy for me.” You say and your hips buck up into Xiao to chase your own high.

Xiao nods feverishly at your words, a tingle going through his body. You take it as a cue to continue, “You’re taking me so well, Xiao. That deserves a reward, no? I’ll let you cum.”

Upon hearing that, Xiao’s hole clenched around your cock and his pace became uneven. He was spewing unintelligent ramblings in between his mewls. His nails were digging into your shoulders with enough force to draw blood. His eyes rolled back and all he could see was white nothingness. Xiao came with a loud, hoarse moan and slumped forward. His orgasm took a toll on his body. 

You could never get tired of seeing his blissful state. Instead of letting him rest, you manhandled him so that he was laying on his stomach. 

“Please, no more! It hurts!” He protested. 

“But I didn’t get to finish yet, Xiao. Maybe my adeptus can’t take too much.” You said.

“Just once.” Xiao felt guilty so he gave in. 

You smiled, your cock slipping into him without much effort. “My pretty boy always makes me feel good.”

Xiao didn’t have time to think when you roughly pounded him from behind. His body was burning from oversensitivity. His dick was aching because of the friction from the sheets below him. He couldn’t wriggle around, his body was heavy and his eyes barely stayed open. 

haitham is mostly stressed on all seven days of week, unless he's got a day off from work. one day when he gave up on his paperwork and called you to his office to relieve stress, it was at that exact moment he felt so turned on that he could barely keep his voice in.

the risk is great, anyone can hear him. anyone can walk in on you both.

the next time it happens, he's at home while kaveh has gone out. you two have sex on the couch and now he can't stop thinking about fucking in every room of his house. he doesn't care if his neighbors hear him.

the kitchen? he's blowed you there. bedroom? that's a given. bathroom? it's a must. but he doesn't say what he wants outright. he riles you up at any given chance, drives you mad with his sharp tongue knowing you'll rough him up then and there. it's the thrill he likes. his holier-than-thou personality can drive anyone up the wall, and you're no exception.

then this cycle keeps on repeating, he gives his hot take and gets dicked down.

you catch on his antics pretty soon. he's not as sneaky as he thinks he is. when he starts speaking, you start shoving him to the nearest wall or counter.

well, the only room left in his house is kaveh's,,, haitham has thought about it various times. but haitham is a messy person when it comes to sex: he's either sweating a lot, sticky with cum or has his face messed up with tears. or all of the above.

Even the great General Mahamatra needed to let go of stress sometimes. It was times like this where he could be vulnerable, giving up control and be taken care of.

His soft moans and trembling body heavily contrasted his usual work attitude. His eyes kept shutting from the overwhelming pleasure. Your hands held his small waist to support his weight as he kept grinding on your thigh. He was still wearing his shorts, unbothered to take it off for now.

You observed his every movement, marveling at his beauty. Everything ranging from his white hair to his dark skin was enticing. The need to get closer grew wildly. Cyno could feel it too. He leaned in and kissed you while also moving his crotch to yours.

He kept moaning in between of the kisses. "More— please—" He whined and bucked his hips to yours to create some friction. A wet patch had started to form on his shorts. Cyno panted as he held your shoulders for support.

Your hand went to his waistband, slowly pulling it down. Cyno watched you intently. You pulled his shorts lower, freeing his cock. He wasn't big, a bit below average. The tip of his cock was smeared with precum, begging to be touched. You smiled faintly before wrapping your hand around his dick.

Starting off slow with your movements, Cyno's breath kept hitching whenever you brushed past his tip. He grew sensitive very quickly, especially when you directly touched his cock. You began to pump his cock at a quicker speed. "You're doing so well, Cyno. Just a bit more, yeah?" You said and Cyno nodded. His dick was throbbing in your hand, knowing he was close.

Cyno found it hard to stay upright so he opted to lay his head on your shoulder and claw at your back. He always liked the closeness between you two. His moans got breathier, and it didn't help the fact that it was so close to your ear too.

"You feel good, Cyno?" You asked, squeezing the tip of his cock, just as he liked it. "Mmh— yes! S'good, please don't stop—" Cyno whimpered, the hot pleasure made his mind fuzzy.

"Go ahead, my Cyno. You can cum whenever." You said softly, still stroking his dick. His body was twitching all over, waiting for release. He probably hadn't touched himself while he was gone doing his duty. How obedient.

"Gonna cum— mnh—" Cyno cried as his eyes screwed shut, his nails digging into your back. "Good boy, you always do so good for me." You say, helping him ride out his orgasm. All the pent up frustration from days end was released and it was worth it. He came so much, you wondered how long it would take for him to have dry orgasms by the end of your session. While he was catching his breath, you placed your other hand on his back to comfort him. Peppering his face with kisses as you did so.

kokushibō — michikatsu tsugikuni “Surely a demon can take more than this, especially the second strongest one. Right?”

cw: power play, asphyxiation (g.), degradation (g.), sadism, oral (r.), slapping (g.), mouth fucking (g.), praise (g.), breeding (g.)

Nobody would believe you if you said that the upper moon one is a whore. But it was alright, such a sight was meant for your eyes alone. Kokushibo was on his knees as he held your waist to support himself while he worked his mouth on your cock. You’d occasionally shoot him unimpressed glances, urging him to be better at what he’s doing. He was certainly not that good at giving head but there is room for improvement. His tongue worked sloppily up your shaft as his fingertips started to painfully dip in your hips.

“Tsk— do I have to do everything by myself?” You tutted, giving him your full attention now. Kokushibo felt a shiver run down his spine because of your voice, excited for what’s about to come.

“Suck properly, slut.” You said with a dismissive glance. He took your dick deeper, it was hitting the back of his throat. He moaned at the slight burn of his throat as his warm mouth moved faster. Groaning at the pleasure, your hands went to grip his hair to keep yourself steady, tugging on it in the process. Kokushibo was breathing raggedly and went to pull away for a breather. Before he could, you gripped his hair and started to fuck his mouth, starting out slow. It felt so good. The desire had spread throughout your lower half, wanting to snap into two. Fastening your pace, you couldn’t be bothered more about letting Kokushibo breathe. He can take everything you give him, he’s your greedy whore after all.

“Some strong demon you are.” You jabbed lightly while letting out a few moans. Kokushibo let his arousal get to him as he shamelessly fingered his hole to prep for you. He kept moaning around your dick, sending up vibrations which made you pull his hair. You maintained eye contact with him for a few moments, “Does it turn you on? To be used as some toy by—hah— a mere human, hm?” You weren’t expecting a response but he nodded. It almost made you laugh, “You’re so desperate.”

Your dick was throbbing in his mouth. It was so big and your continuous thrusts made Kokushibo’s jaw ache. But he didn’t mind that, he rather found it erotic. He wanted you to use him like a common whore, only made for your pleasure. The power trip between you two was overwhelming for him, making his untouched cock jolt at the new feeling.

You were getting close, he could tell. With the way your eyes clouded over with lust, Kokushibo wanted you to fuck him into exhaustion. He needed you badly. A final groan left your lips as you came down his throat and Kokushibo swallowed at whatever few drops of cum landed on his tongue.

After a few minutes of catching your breath and letting Kokushibo have a break, you brought him to your bed. “Ass up f’me, slut.” He immediately flipped over and spread his ass for you. You chuckled darkly. Wasn’t he supposed to be a prim-proper demon? Oh well, you can hold that against him some other time.

You watched as his hole fluttered, waiting to be filled with your cock. His face was buried in the pillow, probably ashamed about this position. Him hiding his face simply won’t work, would it? Gripping the back of his neck, you forced him to turn the side of his face. It was flushed dark red, seeping down till his chest. “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.” You say as you bring your hand to line your dick with his entrance, dismissing his whine at your statement. You entered him slowly, letting him feel all of your cock. Kokushibou managed to poorly bite back a moan.

His hole took your cock greedily making you gasp slightly. He was hot and tight and you wanted more of it. You shoved the remaining inches of your cock into him mercilessly and started off with rough thrusts.

Your other hand that gripped his neck now went to his mouth, two fingers prying it open and he obediently sucked. He let out pathetic moans and you grinned, seeing him so far gone in pleasure was a sight to behold. “You’re pretty when I fuck you, Michikatsu.” Maybe you shouldn’t have said his name because he cried out loud, already reaching his limit.

“Say please and I might let you cum, Michikatsu.” You say. Whatever sound reasoning was holding back Kokushibo, in that moment it all disappeared. He let out a stream of pleas, wanting you to give into his wishes. “Please let me—ah— cum! I’ll do anything, please!” His voice broke, it was quite amusing watching him beg. “Fuck—please!” His voice heightened by a few pitches and you laughed. “How badly does my slut wanna cum?” You teased, increasing your pace. You’d punish him if he cums without your permission, Kokushibo knows that, but you make it so difficult for him to hold back.

“Please! Ah— I w’nna cum badly.” He was slurring his words, mind going blank while he held onto the last string which kept him from cumming. Giving into his begging, you wrapped a hand around his cock, jerking him off. “Go on, lemme know who’s making Michikatsu feel this good.”

Kokushibo nearly screamed your name when he came undone, his hole clenching tightly on your cock making you moan. Your hand was messy with his cum as Kokushibo panted at his orgasm. You wanted to ruin him further. You picked up your rough pace, chasing after your own orgasm. “W-Wait—ah— please! I just came!” He cried, his body growing oversensitive. But that’s what you liked the best about him. “Surely a demon can take more than this, especially the second strongest one. Right?” You taunted.

You brought your dirty hand up to his mouth. “Clean your mess, Michikatsu.” He followed through and licked your hand, tasting his own bitter cum. But he’d do anything to you happy. He watched your stressed expression, then saw your cock going in and out of his hole. The obscene view was enough to bring him close to cumming again.

The irregularity in your thrusts pointed out that you were going to cum any given time. Kokushibo’s thighs were shaking with the immense pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of his head. You slapped his ass cheeks a couple of times to elicit a response from him. He moaned at every slap, feeling his cock leaking globs of precum. “Oh fuck— ’m gon’ cum in your pretty hole. Gonna breed you till you know you’re mine, whore.” You groaned and came in him with a last thrust. Feeling your warm cum shooting inside of him, even Kokushibo came untouched, mumbling ‘I’m yours,’ over and over again.

thinking about sub!alhaitham, who hardly ever breaks his usual composed behavior but gets extremely uncharacteristic when he's alone with you. sub!haitham who talks back at first but it was all bark and no bite because you keep toying with his sweet spots, rendering him speechless as he tries to hold back his cute whines.

'why won't you just give him what you both want?' is what whiny!haitham thinks but you keep on teasing him by feeling up his body and oh! you were just mere inches away from touching his nipples :(( but he likes it, doesn't he? otherwise his weeping cock wouldn't have throbbed in a painfully sweet way that made his mind hazy.

sub!haitham who gets on his knees to suck your cock nicely like the good whore he is. those words shouldn't have had that big on an effect on him, it makes him whimper! why do you insist on being mean when his mouth feels so hot and wet on your cock? he's a bit sloppy with his work, but there's nothing that the scribe cannot improve.

also, shy!haitham who wants you to be more rough with him. manhandle him, humiliate him with degrading words. but all you did was to praise him while holding him gently. and how it made him putty in your hands with his face flushed hotly and his eyes a bit teary.

sensitive!haitham who can't take it when your cock is inside him and you're groping his chest. it's too much! not even your words can't convince him otherwise! why does he still keep on wanting that feeling though?

but even if you want to stop and check on him, clingy!haitham won't let you. he's too far gone with his legs wrapped around you tightly as if he wasn't telling you he needed a break one moment ago. he rambles too much about your cock feeling so addictive in him, it makes him see stars. always saying “s'good” over and over while he drools. makes so much mess too! he's such a brat, isn't he? taking whatever he wants, whenever he wants. and when he finally does cum, he's so loud too. he's gonna have a sore throat the next day of course so you might as well make him yell your name.

"[M/n]— Fuck, keep going—" Akaashi whined when you slowed down all of sudden.

"Then be quiet, hm? Or do you want your friends to hear you?" You taunted as you grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them on the wall.

Picking up your pace again, you fuck him while he tries to keep his mouth shut.

"It's almost as if—shit—you wanna get caught, 'Kaashi." As if on cue, his cheeks heated up in a bright red flush but he denied it, shaking his head.

You chuckled lowly near his ear and felt him shiver underneath you. "Such a whore f'my cock."

Akaashi panted, but he couldn't hold back his voice anymore. Tears blurred his vision.

"Fuck, 'Kaashi— You're so tight." You grunted, getting closer to orgasm. "P-please—" The smaller male moaned, bucking his hips slightly to meet your thrusts.

You harshly slapped his inner thigh and he cried out loudly, forgetting that his friends could possibly hear him. It made you smile with a dark intent.

"G'nna cum— please let me!" Akaashi looked so ruined, his face was flushed red with tears running down his cheeks, just begging you to let him cum.

"Doin' so well f'me, doll. Cum for me."

The younger male pathetically sobbed more pleas and chanted your name.

With a few more thrust of your hips, Akaashi came with a silent scream, his mind going blank as you filled him with your cum.

You kissed his red and swollen lips to let him relax a bit. You were sure that by now, his friends must've heard Akaashi.

Giyuu writhing beneath you looked exquisite. You hadn't even done much! His delicate whines were suppressed by the back of his hand as you caressed his thighs.

Today was the day you wanted to show Giyuu how much smitten you were for him. Although you wanted to take things slow, your patience was running out.

Your hands started to toy with his pink nipples and you absolutely loved the reaction you received from your lover. "Y/n, p-please." His broken pleading voice was such a turn on so you couldn't help but tease him, "Please what, love? Be more specific."

You didn't give him a chance to speak because you latched your mouth onto his neck, leaving sloppy and wet kisses trailing down till his collarbone. "Y-Y/n!" His shyness was slipping away and you saw his need for you surfacing his blue eyes when you peered through your lashes to stare at him.

The flush on his face had never decreased, it rather spread down to his neck. His body was warm and inviting.

Knowing your lover well, he wouldn't dare say out loud his wants. You could feel your erection poking in your pants and you groaned. Lifting yourself up from Giyuu's chest, you started grinding his clothed erection at a slow pace.

Giyuu's eyes couldn't focus on yours, too lost in the little pleasure you were giving him. You fastened your grinding speed and grunted. The man under you moaned louder. "You like that, pretty boy?" You asked breathlessly. He shamelessly nodded, being too out of mind to answer.

As his orgasm approached, his sounds got louder. "I-I'm close Y/n! So close!" He whined, trying to buck his hips for more friction but you halted. Your lover's glossy eyes widened in panic so you leaned down once again to press a kiss to his nose, whispering near his ear, "Not yet, okay? Just a little longer, love."

He was utterly helpless, not having any other choice but to obey your reassuring words. You brought him out of his trance when you tugged at his pants. You discarded your pants along with his to the other side of the room. You two had had sex before yet Giyuu squirmed under the softest touches in embarrassment. He never got used to you seeing him so vulnerable!

You brought two of your fingers near his mouth and he did not need to be told about the next thing. He sucked on your fingers and you affectionately smiled at the male. Your other free hand reached down to pleasure your lover's cock. Giyuu was caught off guard with your actions, moaning around your fingers but nonetheless loved it.

"Good boy." Your praising voice only added more fuel to the fire. The male's body was heating up, too engrossed in what you were giving him.

He sucked your fingers a bit roughly, signalling he was getting close to another orgasm. Hoping you don't deny it. You pressed the pads of your two fingers on his wet tongue, enjoying the whines that left his mouth. You stopped palming his erect dick and took out the fingers from his mouth too. His blue eyes stung with the tears threatening to fall, he can't take it anymore!

"I'll let you cum soon, love. Hold it, 'kay?" He once again nodded. You sprawled out his thighs and Giyuu's face burned with shyness. Guiding your fingers over to his hole, you circled the rim.

"Y/n!" A surprised squeak left your lover's mouth. He was honestly too cute.

"Trust me, baby. You'll feel good." You assured him and continued the previous action. You inserted one finger inside of him, trying to get him loosened up. He bit his lip to suppress a loud whimper.

His mind was turning mushy and foggy, soon loosing control over his voice. You smirked at the effect you had on him, ruining him was extremely tempting. The desire to make him a mess was high so you put another finger in his tight yet hot hole.

His velvety walls greedily sucked in your fingers. Making scissoring finger movements inside of him to stretch him, you looked at his dripping cock. It was all precum. Giyuu was so needy for you.

Your fingers weren't too deep in him but the ravenette did not mind, instead he made cute faces as you finger-fucked him. His chest was rising and falling quickly as he was, for the third time this night, close to another orgasm just for it to be denied.

He gave out a frustrated whine, tears welling up in his pretty blue eyes. You chuckled lightly, aligning your lubed up dick to his hole. "You ready?" You asked, searching for any discomfort and consent. "Yes, please, Y/n!" He cried out, his arms locking behind your back, making you lean in. You pushed your dick inside of your lover, wanting to give him the release he craved. He scratched your back at the pain so you captured his lips in a comforting kiss.

As the pain subsided, he wiggled his hips. "You can move." He says in a quiet but hoarse voice which you almost missed. "Relax, pretty boy. You're doing really well." You instructed and started thrusting your hips in his warm and wet hole. Giyuu moaned, being fucked out when you haven't properly fucked him yet.

He looked at you with hazy, lust filled gaze and reached out to hook his arms around your neck to pull you closer. He needed you close to him.

You picked up your pace and one rather loud moan like yell was heard from Giyuu near your ear. "Does it feel that good?" You teased but he couldn't find any words! All he could do was blabber your name, begging you to make him cum. He was in a state of bliss.

You repeatedly abused Giyuu's prostate while muttering praises at the same time. His mind was fuzzy and he couldn't think because of the overwhelming pleasure. The previous denied releases were finally getting to him, he wasn't going to last like this.

"I-I'm close Y-Y/n! C-Cumming, ah, fuck!" He cried out, his face flushing to a brighter shade. "Go ahead, love." You said and that was all the confirmation he needed. He came with a loud yell. His body jerked forward, trying to maintain the intense feeling of your cock pressing down on his prostate. His walls clamped down on your cock while his body twitched. He swore he saw stars at that moment. What he didn't was that he was saying something incomprehensible all this time.

"Tomioka, f-fuck—" You stuttered as you reached close to your high by watching his far too gone state. Shit, he looked so good underneath you. Fucking him dumb wasn't too bad after all.

"Fill me up, please Y/n." Giyuu said without any shame after catching his breath, which caused the final straw for your climax. Not that you minded as you were close to reaching your own high as well. Gripping his hips roughly, knowing it'd leave a bruise, you finished inside of him with a groan feeling his insides squeezing your cock. Your vision had whitened for a few seconds before you regained your composure.

Panting, you stabled yourself caressing Giyuu's body. "Doing so amazing. Such a good boy."