[When Eichi gets on a train of thought like this, it's not easy for him to stop. Even Tsumugi's embarrassed cries aren't really being focused on as he kisses at him more, interrupting and still sliding those pants down and out of the way. Freeing Tsumugi from the confines of both pants and underwear, he wraps slender fingers around his length to reward him with a few strokes, just as he kisses the corner of his mouth.]
I want more and more of you, Tsumugi. ♪ I can't stop... You don't want to stop either, do you?
[Despite those words, he can tell. Aligning their hips, it takes a moment to shift so that his hand can grip both of their cocks at once, but once he manages, he strokes and rubs them together and shudders with it, gasping against Tsumugi's mouth.] Tsumugi... Tsumugi.
[He doesn't want to stop at all, if him moaning his name like that on top of everything else is anything to go by.]
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I want more and more of you, Tsumugi. ♪ I can't stop... You don't want to stop either, do you?
[Despite those words, he can tell. Aligning their hips, it takes a moment to shift so that his hand can grip both of their cocks at once, but once he manages, he strokes and rubs them together and shudders with it, gasping against Tsumugi's mouth.] Tsumugi... Tsumugi.
[He doesn't want to stop at all, if him moaning his name like that on top of everything else is anything to go by.]