[He doesn't let up. Even when Elan whines, even when he goes tense. He's sure that Elan has more to give him if he keeps playing with him like this, and so he draws out his fingers, only to thrust them in hard again. Grinding into Elan's sweet spot, while his other hand continues to hold Elan's stomach down. Those fingers stroke Elan, too, on the outside, dipping teasingly below his navel. If Hiyori was inside him, he'd come up to around here, wouldn't he?
Of course, that's just his greed talking. Elan only asked for fingers. And there's another part of Elan that looks like it's begging for attention, red and hard and straining against his stomach. The side of his hand is brushing it, but for now he leaves Elan's cock alone, focused on unraveling him from the inside.]
No?
[He leans in, bringing his smirking face closer to Elan's adorable blushing one, violet eyes openly hungry.]
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Of course, that's just his greed talking. Elan only asked for fingers. And there's another part of Elan that looks like it's begging for attention, red and hard and straining against his stomach. The side of his hand is brushing it, but for now he leaves Elan's cock alone, focused on unraveling him from the inside.]
No?
[He leans in, bringing his smirking face closer to Elan's adorable blushing one, violet eyes openly hungry.]
Then how should I say it?