[ And while Hiyori continues rambling on about visiting the couple's massage parlour, Jun slides in his finger, immediately sensing a soothing warmth while half-wiggling around inside. Though only partially inserted, Jun gently probes around, stretching his finger as if exploring and preparing for what's to come. ]
Ohii-san... how're you still yapping on 'bout a massage?
[ He's not irked, but almost knuckle deep inside; how can Hiyori concentrate like this? Barely able to think clearly, let alone entertain the prospect of a couple's massage. Though he'd be more than willing to indulge Hiyori's wishes for one!
With his free hand, Jun leans forward and gently pushes Hiyori's bangs aside to make room for the seashell hair ornament. He briefly considers removing the ornament to prevent any potential damage but ultimately decides to leave it as is. In the end, he remembers Hiyori as the mermaid, captivating through his siren song, and Jun as the simple sailor, making the ornament a perfect fit.
As Jun stretches his finger inside, he curls it upward, feeling the warmth enveloping him. The smooth, slick coating lets his fingers glide in almost effortlessly, surrounding himself with Hiyori's tightness. Jun pauses, considering whether to insert more. Deciding to take it slow, he waits a moment, savouring the tightness as his eyes turn molten with lust. ]
We... we can do it, yeah~? We'll do the damned oil massage whenever ya want.
[ So much for trying to stay cool, calm and collected. His voice hits a high octave, sending shivers down his spine. Hiyori feels far too good as he wiggles the finger around, given they've done little else. ]
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Ohii-san... how're you still yapping on 'bout a massage?
[ He's not irked, but almost knuckle deep inside; how can Hiyori concentrate like this? Barely able to think clearly, let alone entertain the prospect of a couple's massage. Though he'd be more than willing to indulge Hiyori's wishes for one!
With his free hand, Jun leans forward and gently pushes Hiyori's bangs aside to make room for the seashell hair ornament. He briefly considers removing the ornament to prevent any potential damage but ultimately decides to leave it as is. In the end, he remembers Hiyori as the mermaid, captivating through his siren song, and Jun as the simple sailor, making the ornament a perfect fit.
As Jun stretches his finger inside, he curls it upward, feeling the warmth enveloping him. The smooth, slick coating lets his fingers glide in almost effortlessly, surrounding himself with Hiyori's tightness. Jun pauses, considering whether to insert more. Deciding to take it slow, he waits a moment, savouring the tightness as his eyes turn molten with lust. ]
We... we can do it, yeah~? We'll do the damned oil massage whenever ya want.
[ So much for trying to stay cool, calm and collected. His voice hits a high octave, sending shivers down his spine. Hiyori feels far too good as he wiggles the finger around, given they've done little else. ]