The first thing Mike noticed when waking up was that Vincent's dick was deep in his ass, and the others arms wrapped around him, keeping his own arms pinned to his sides. Mike groans, face going red.
That was the last time he gets drunk, well, with Vincent anyway...
He sighs, turning his head to look at Vincent. The older seemed to be in a deep sleep, and was most likely not going to wake up. Looks like Mike was going to have to get it out himself...
Mike starts to push his hips forward, going redder as doing so, until the 'intruder' was out. He lets out a sigh and starts to drift back to sleep when his hips were grabbed and pulled back, making him take in the cock again. He lets out a gasp and then bites his lip, flinching as he hears the smooth laughter of Vincent.
The purple man clicks his tongue, pulling Mike closer to him, "Mike, when I don't pull out after sex, that means I'm staying in until I've had enough of your, warm, tight, ass~." Mike shivers slightly, biting his lip harder when he feels Vincent's fingers start to scrape against his length.
"And so far," Vincent pauses, smirking as he hears Mike start to pant, squirming as he tries to say something. "I don't think I'll ever pull out~."
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Ha ha, this was a filler chapter sorry it sucks.
