[ let it never be said that kojiro didn't try. there's only so much he can do when his knees are buckling under reki's assault. it's hell on his reason, ravages his senses, all velvet slide and searing heat around his cock. how is he supposed to even remember his own name when reki is working him like this? how is he supposed to remember why the fuck he was discouraging reki in the first place? ]
That's good, baby. That's so good.
[ kojiro sinks a hand into reki's hair, tugs and tips him to look up, lock eyes, stare up into all the shuddering adoration behind kojiro's gaze. ]
How do you always know exactly what Daddy needs, huh?
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That's good, baby. That's so good.
[ kojiro sinks a hand into reki's hair, tugs and tips him to look up, lock eyes, stare up into all the shuddering adoration behind kojiro's gaze. ]
How do you always know exactly what Daddy needs, huh?