[Hiyori may just end up cooing over how cute Elan's noises were later, adding to the other boy's embarrassment. But for now he just speeds up his hips, finally driving into Elan "fast and hard" like he promised earlier.]
Mm... our little secret...♪
[Really, he should be grateful Elan doesn't want bragging rights. If he wanted to come out and tell the world he did it with the Hiyori Tomoe, some gossip rag or another might pay good money to hear it. But Elan is a good boy, one who shies away from the spotlight at that, leaving Hiyori free to be with him. To cut loose and enjoy the things he's not "supposed" to have. He tastes freedom as he flicks his tongue out and nips at Elan's earlobe, feels it as he thrusts into that mind-melting heat. Elan twists around and nuzzles up to him, kisses his cheek, and it's sweet. So good to be with him like this, so good he doesn't want it to end. But he is close, which is why he stopped his hand. He can't finish before Elan!
But with his head twisted around towards him, Elan does something unexpected. He says, "Let me finish." And the face that he shows Hiyori? It's none other than his elusive begging face. The one Hiyori. talked about wanting to see way back when.
It doesn't disappoint.
He goes temporarily speechless, eyes widening. A fresh wave of heat crashes down on him, his dick twitching where it's buried inside Elan. And then he nods shortly.]
Since you asked...
[He thrusts into him a couple of times, and moans, struggling to finish.]
... so nicely...
[It's hot. Hot inside Elan, hot inside his veins. He sees white every time he moves. But he can't ignore Elan's plea. One hand slides up his body to pluck at his chest while the other starts to move again on Elan's cock, stroking him fast in time with his thrusts. Close, he's so close. So he cries out again, making music with Elan, not caring what the neighbors might think.]
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Mm... our little secret...♪
[Really, he should be grateful Elan doesn't want bragging rights. If he wanted to come out and tell the world he did it with the Hiyori Tomoe, some gossip rag or another might pay good money to hear it. But Elan is a good boy, one who shies away from the spotlight at that, leaving Hiyori free to be with him. To cut loose and enjoy the things he's not "supposed" to have. He tastes freedom as he flicks his tongue out and nips at Elan's earlobe, feels it as he thrusts into that mind-melting heat. Elan twists around and nuzzles up to him, kisses his cheek, and it's sweet. So good to be with him like this, so good he doesn't want it to end. But he is close, which is why he stopped his hand. He can't finish before Elan!
But with his head twisted around towards him, Elan does something unexpected. He says, "Let me finish." And the face that he shows Hiyori? It's none other than his elusive begging face. The one Hiyori. talked about wanting to see way back when.
It doesn't disappoint.
He goes temporarily speechless, eyes widening. A fresh wave of heat crashes down on him, his dick twitching where it's buried inside Elan. And then he nods shortly.]
Since you asked...
[He thrusts into him a couple of times, and moans, struggling to finish.]
... so nicely...
[It's hot. Hot inside Elan, hot inside his veins. He sees white every time he moves. But he can't ignore Elan's plea. One hand slides up his body to pluck at his chest while the other starts to move again on Elan's cock, stroking him fast in time with his thrusts. Close, he's so close. So he cries out again, making music with Elan, not caring what the neighbors might think.]
Elan-kun...!