Kidou's being fucked. Again.
It's chill though, because he thoroughly enjoys when Fudou pounds into his ass after a hard day at work.
"Ah—nngh—ahh!!"
He wants more.
"Agh— A—Akio..."
Fudou rips open his shirt, and the buttons go flying. His slender fingers roam Kidou's chest and find his sensitive nipples, stroking and pulling and tugging.
"Goddamn," Fudou's voice is low, husky, lustful.
Kidou's heart is thumping so hard he can't help hyperventilating. His mind is whirling, his vision dipping in and out of consciousness. How can it feel so good?
He wonders if he could increase this ecstasy.
"Da—daddy," he moans, his lips wet with embarrassment. "Harder daddy!"
Fudou actually stops thrusting for a second.
"What the fuck?"
Daddy?
Whatever, Fudou accepts it anyway. He pulls out until the tip pops out of Kidou's ass, and thrusts back in with full force.
"Ngh— Ahhh!!!"
Oh god, Kidou is in euphoria. His body trembles uncontrollably and he shoots out his load onto the bedsheets, staining them.
Fudou's creamy cum gushes into kidou, filling him up.
He pops his dick out, and Kidou flops over in exhaustion.