Shades Of Pearl (GenMui) - Book 2

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The two desperately tussled underneath the sheets, struggling to remove each other's clothes. It didn't take long before Genya shamelessly ripped Muichiro's attire off, unveiling his bare body. He was tangled in the smaller one's mess, planting passionate kisses on every open space of his body.

A pleasing sensation had enveloped him. He writhed, succumbing to the way Muichiro rubbed his knee against his crotch. Muichiro's want was blatant. His breaths were heavy, cheeks tinted ever so slightly, a gasp whenever Genya had touched him. It already felt so good, but he was just so greedy. He craved the secrets inside Genya's trousers and made no effort in hiding it.

Genya was quick to give in to his eagerness, effortlessly unzipping his pants with subtle grunts. He licked at Muichiro's collarbone as he did so, deriving gentle moans from his lips. Every lingering sound, a symphony of Muichiro's tempt and eagerness. He was becoming impatient.

Muichiro immediately noticed Genya's bulge the second he discarded of his pants. He gasped, unable to contain the pleasure. He found himself yearning to please Genya, too. This feeling of want and obsession journeyed through the sheets, heightening their sexual laws of romance. This, Muichiro realized as he removed Genya's boxers himself. He got on his knees, bending down accordingly until he was met face to face with Genya's leaking cock.

Slowly, he licked at the tip, waiting patiently for Genya's desperate symphonies. The precum found Muichiro's tongue, melting into the texture as he circumferenced the hole.

"Ahh..." Genya breathed, closing his eyes as the pleasure swallowed him whole.

He bit his bottom lip, the blatant tease beginning to take a toll on him. He was just so desperate. Noticing this, Muichiro immediately went down on him, his mouth whole with slimy flesh. He began to bob his head slowly, humming along to every little sound Genya made as if he were mocking him. It was somewhat amusing.

He finally removed his lips, finding his breaths, wrapping a hand around Genya's cock to keep him in pleasure. Licking his lips, he readily concentrated, pumping his hand accordingly with intent. Genya's light grunts progressively became louder with every potential movement. It felt so good. The way Muichiro did everything seemed so natural and longing.

Muichiro returned his mouth to Genya's cock, now bobbing his head a lot faster than before. His hand remained on the rod, rubbing it with the very same speed Muichiro was bobbing it. He could feel his cock shamelessly twitching in his mouth, begging to fill him up orally. He wanted it just as much. The speed increased.

"Oh god—urk, hah~," Genya gasped, clutching onto Muichiro's hair in desperation. The sensation had taken over him, spiraling his head into a forbidden heaven. "Mui... fu... y-you're so good,"

Muichiro wanted so badly to be able to say, 'Oh, I know', but he'd hate to stop for even a second. Not when every groan Genya ensued sent a lingering shiver down his spine. That validating feeling of doing Genya, like he's never been done before, influenced his drive. He couldn't help but want him, even when he already had him. No amount of Genya was enough.

"Haahn... mmn," Genya moaned, beginning to thrust into the movements, increasing the fraction Muichiro already had in his mouth.

Muichiro briefly choked, closing his eyes tight as the job began to get challenging. His hair was being pulled, his mouth was being used, and boy, did he love every little second of it.

Eventually, Genya would suddenly reach his climax. He let out a desperate groan as the pleasing sensation coursed through his body. He could feel it; the fluid of his children as they raced down his twitching cock and into the finish line of Muichiro's mouth. Genya held the smaller one's head still, ensuring every single drop was swallowed. Muichiro couldn't help but enjoy it. After all, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Genya was typically never this dominant.