Synchronize

Burnout

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            “If I wanted to, play with you…” Yuri growled softly as he slowly came to lose himself in his fantasies, pulling up their shirt to expose their chest. Weaker hands fighting them to keep them away, there were no words between the two. One just nervously stared while the other sheepishly fought.
            As though suddenly snapping a kiss was formed as the trainer was restrained. Puffing like a dragon as his hands quickly tugged down their pants, a squeak came from the young adult, “Y-YURI, STOP!” Stopping for just a moment he swiftly undressed himself, gently pushing them down to the beanbag he once slept in. Opening Nathaniel’s legs before gingerly rubbing his already leaking erection against his anus. The Trainer began to shake slightly, unsure of what to do now that his companion became predatory, he wouldn't be able to fend him off. Letting his fingers brush the area first his hole became numbed (helping hand) before slipping a few inside, then curling them inside.

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  He didn't waste too much time before finally pressing the head against his virgin hole, this was as close as he’s gotten to actually doing it with the person he loved. Pulling their legs back he started pushing the tip in, feeling them push against his shoulder as they stretched more. “Yuri, it hurts- It-” he loudly whined as he felt them resume, huffing now that it slowly ground against their prostate. ‘He looks so cute like this, as though he's going to cry but still wants to fight…’ he thought before calmly dragging it back out, then in. “Don't torture me, just get it over with, feeling you touching me like this is gross enou-” he spoke before a harsh thrust caught him off guard. Trying his best to relax as it unfolding his arms rested to the side of his body, restraining groans of pleasure as he felt Yuri’s rage yet affection surge inside. Claws digging into the man’s pelvis slammed them down on his length, forcing out the moans from them both.
            Fighting yet again, they both moaned. Nearly using his upper thighs as a spring to bounce against to dig the tip in and bring it back out. “Fuck, I-I’m gonna report you to the-,” a shaky moan escaped him as his face burned all the more, “Boss. I'm returning you for-” A sloppy kiss emerged. Their eyes finally shut as it kicked up a notch, howling in ecstasy as Yuri slammed his cock back against the swollen prostate. Flooding their inside with hot spooge that searched to fill every nook before overflowing and seeping from the sides. His lover too had come all over his chest, hiding his embarrassment behind a flat looking pillow. Eyes somewhat teary as his heart attempted to slow.
            “Did- Did it feel good?...” he asked rather softly.