[ He's holding on to Tsumugi's hair... Is that a good sign? Just hearing Eichi pant like that, no matter how hard he tries to hide it, is so enticing, Tsumugi can't help but lower his mouth a bit deeper down his shaft, his hands gripping at Eichi's inner thighs. Can he go any lower? What if he gags? Should he even think too hard on this? Focus. The most important thing right now is making Eichi feel good. It's the least he can do for him.
So he relaxes and hums, sending vibrations on Eichi's hardness. Sucking long and hard, but not too loud -- this is still a library, first of all. Still, having the library chairman do something like this in the shadows of the bookshelves... So scandalous. But he can't help but feel excited. Tsumugi's always been a stickler for the rules, so breaking one such rule is exhilarating. Especially if it's Eichi. ]
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So he relaxes and hums, sending vibrations on Eichi's hardness. Sucking long and hard, but not too loud -- this is still a library, first of all. Still, having the library chairman do something like this in the shadows of the bookshelves... So scandalous. But he can't help but feel excited. Tsumugi's always been a stickler for the rules, so breaking one such rule is exhilarating. Especially if it's Eichi. ]