[The stifled noise (cute as it is) discourages Grey from going quite as hard as he'd like to, but the extra leverage helps him fall into a steady rhythm. He can hear the wet sounds from the lube and the smack of skin against skin as he thrusts, interspersed with their breathing; his pulse beats and he pants Manabu's name.
It's such an unexpected thing for someone like him to be joined with someone like Manabu. But for the moment it feels good, fulfilling, even if he's not yet reached his own peak. He feels like a man with his lover, not an abomination wearing a thin disguise.]
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It's such an unexpected thing for someone like him to be joined with someone like Manabu. But for the moment it feels good, fulfilling, even if he's not yet reached his own peak. He feels like a man with his lover, not an abomination wearing a thin disguise.]