[ his fingers dig in a little tighter, dragging him back on the seat after each time he rams him into it, smile ghosting against the shell of his ear ]
[How do you answer that...? Especially with the distraction of Yasuragi's breath and smile on his skin, his cock against his back and the pressure on his own cock that's really just fucking the seat of his motorcycle at this point.]
You're a sadist.
[He complains without heat, pressing and arching back against Yasuragi as much as he can.]
And a jerk. And I like you so much. I want you so mmm... Much...
[ bites down on Phoenix’s neck and pushes his hands under him to wrap around their cocks, squeezing and stroking while still rutting into him from behind ]
[The vulgarity slips out as he arches under Yasuragi, jerking under his hands, the bite and touch overwhelmingly good. His cock twitching with the touch, his voice failing him as his hips buck into that, not really going to last through being touched this way.]
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How much?
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You're a sadist.
[He complains without heat, pressing and arching back against Yasuragi as much as he can.]
And a jerk. And I like you so much. I want you so mmm... Much...
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[The vulgarity slips out as he arches under Yasuragi, jerking under his hands, the bite and touch overwhelmingly good. His cock twitching with the touch, his voice failing him as his hips buck into that, not really going to last through being touched this way.]