[that seems good enough, he says, and Itto just barely holds back a protesting noise as the traveler leans back. His claws flex against the scratch marks, briefly, before he takes a deep breath and draws bacK. Right, yes, the next part, this wasn't just a blowjob like the memory -
- which is playing again, and that's distracting, and really only makes his dick harder, dammit]
Yeah. Yeah, c'mere—
[as soon as Aether's on his feet and his pants are gone Itto is scooping one arm around him, lifting him with ease.
Surely nothing will go wrong now that they're moments away from finally doing it]
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- which is playing again, and that's distracting, and really only makes his dick harder, dammit]
Yeah. Yeah, c'mere—
[as soon as Aether's on his feet and his pants are gone Itto is scooping one arm around him, lifting him with ease.
Surely nothing will go wrong now that they're moments away from finally doing it]