[Sandalphon sobs in relief as Izumi finally wraps those slender fingers around his aching cock. The smooth mesh of the tights gives it a feeling he's never experienced before, and it's wonderful.]
You as well...I love...I love you, Izumi...
[The warmth in his chest as he receives and returns such affectionate words is much different from the fire burning beneath his stomach, but it's no less pleasant. To be wanted, desired, loved, even when all he's doing is trying on a different outfit than what he would normally wear...
It makes him so happy he almost feels like he doesn't deserve it.
Sandalphon is a mess, cheek pressed against the table and panting aloud, barely bothering to suppress his gasps and moans as Izumi strokes him toward his climax, and it isn't much longer until he spills into his boyfriend's hand. His body wants to go limp in the afterglow, but he still stubbornly pushes back against Izumi's hips, thighs squeezed together, eager to eke out the same response from him even as his legs want to buckle beneath him.]
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[Sandalphon sobs in relief as Izumi finally wraps those slender fingers around his aching cock. The smooth mesh of the tights gives it a feeling he's never experienced before, and it's wonderful.]
You as well...I love...I love you, Izumi...
[The warmth in his chest as he receives and returns such affectionate words is much different from the fire burning beneath his stomach, but it's no less pleasant. To be wanted, desired, loved, even when all he's doing is trying on a different outfit than what he would normally wear...
It makes him so happy he almost feels like he doesn't deserve it.
Sandalphon is a mess, cheek pressed against the table and panting aloud, barely bothering to suppress his gasps and moans as Izumi strokes him toward his climax, and it isn't much longer until he spills into his boyfriend's hand. His body wants to go limp in the afterglow, but he still stubbornly pushes back against Izumi's hips, thighs squeezed together, eager to eke out the same response from him even as his legs want to buckle beneath him.]