[Elan rolls back against him at the same time as he jerks forward, and he moans before warning:]
C... Careful. I wouldn't want Elan-kun to slip.
[Though Elan's at least using the wall for support. And he feels awfully unsteady on his feet, himself.
"Slow, so they can both enjoy it longer" was the idea. In truth, he might have been trying to cover up the fact that it feels so good he's not sure how long he can last if he really goes for it. Every squeeze of Elan around him threatens to turn his brain into mush, to capsize him completely in pleasure. It's better than anything he's ever felt before, like this, and he expels another hot and shaky laugh as he grinds against Elan's hips and buries himself fully.]
Haha, does that mean... I'll get to see Elan-kun's cute begging face after all? ♪
[He stays fully sheathed, head nudging against Elan's so his lips can press briefly to Elan's temple. Meanwhile the hand on Elan's stomach strokes there some more, the side of his hand brushing the tip of Elan's cock. Now there's a part of him that must just be desperate for attention. Slowly, his fingers curl around the head, forming a light grip as he rolls his hips again. Trying to give Elan what he needs... or perhaps just make him even more desperate, even closer to begging.]
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C... Careful. I wouldn't want Elan-kun to slip.
[Though Elan's at least using the wall for support. And he feels awfully unsteady on his feet, himself.
"Slow, so they can both enjoy it longer" was the idea. In truth, he might have been trying to cover up the fact that it feels so good he's not sure how long he can last if he really goes for it. Every squeeze of Elan around him threatens to turn his brain into mush, to capsize him completely in pleasure. It's better than anything he's ever felt before, like this, and he expels another hot and shaky laugh as he grinds against Elan's hips and buries himself fully.]
Haha, does that mean... I'll get to see Elan-kun's cute begging face after all? ♪
[He stays fully sheathed, head nudging against Elan's so his lips can press briefly to Elan's temple. Meanwhile the hand on Elan's stomach strokes there some more, the side of his hand brushing the tip of Elan's cock. Now there's a part of him that must just be desperate for attention. Slowly, his fingers curl around the head, forming a light grip as he rolls his hips again. Trying to give Elan what he needs... or perhaps just make him even more desperate, even closer to begging.]