── hits different ──

★ legs that won't walk (!)

"Deeper, please."

His moans were all over the bathroom, sweat rolled down his body. He was hot all over, he was a mess. A drag from his hair emitted a soft cry from him and a slap was sent to his ass. Sending jolts of electricity in his nerves. He never felt so good like this.

Satoru was someone you would never see as someone who will sell his body for money, but clearly-he was. But he never thought they would come far than being just that.

It's not like Satoru has a choice. Or maybe he has, but was bored to ever look at it. Nevertheless,

He's clearly enjoying this too.

"Oh! Oh! More!" He said out loud, matching the rhythms of Suguru's thrusts. He pressed his ass even more at Suguru's hips. Trying to pry him deeper inside him.

"Fuck!" Suguru exclaimed with a smirk, watching Satoru's face in the mirror. He looks hot as hell, with his eyes rolling at the back of his head. His wet lips arched in a moan. And his brows that were frowning.

Satoru couldn't help it. Not when this dick is so good to let go. He would want it almost everyday. For Suguru's cock to imprint his walls every time they have sex.

Both of their moans echoed throughout the bathroom, with Satoru being the loudest with his angelic voice.

He felt his legs give up, in any moment he would collapse. That's because Suguru is fucking him good. Never slowing down and making his thrust even more rough, oh. . . Satoru wanted more.

He was being greedy.

"Is that all you have?" Satoru smirked, trying his hard not to release another moan. He tried to act bored but his body was not cooperating, it was doing its own actions and what it needs.

Suguru scoffed and gripped his hips harder. "Don't act so bratty tonight or you'll might lose your voice in the morning." Those words with his deep voice sent shivers down Satoru's spine.

He was excited, for what's about to happen. He'll think about the effect after this, but surely. . . He wouldn't regret a single thing tonight.

Suguru grabbed Satoru by the waist and pulled him close, his thrust never slowing down when they walked outside of the bathroom. Dropping Satoru gently on to the bed.

With his free hand, he carried Satoru's long white leg and placed them over his shoulder. Placing a few bites on them.

Satoru watched with tears in his eyes as Suguru's face contorts in pleasure, his actions were clearly because he was driven off in lust. His eyes were filled with hunger-for him.

Satoru covered his quivering lips and tried not to let out another moan, tears streamed down his face from overstimulation.

Suguru took a moment to breathe and looked at Satoru's face. Which, he could not take his eyes off. Satoru was beautiful, it was obvious. With those tears making his blue eyes even more vibrant. He drank them all like alcohol.

But his singing were muffled.

He leaned in and whispered to his ear. "Don't hide your pretty voice, let them all out." With that, Suguru grabbed Satoru's hand and pulled them down to his lower abdomen.

Then he started thrusting again, and Satoru choked back a sob. He was being overstimulated. Suguru folded his knees until they reached his ears. Being deeper than he was ever before.

"Ah-wait y-you're too.." Satoru didn't get to finish his words when it was cut off by a moan when Suguru hit that spot.

Suguru watched his reaction with a grin, drinking all of it like elixir. "Beautiful." He repeatedly slam into that spot just to see Satoru squirm under him.