[every single gasp and cry, every time Aether says his name, it all goes straight to his cock, has him rocking against his hand as his fingers rock in and out of the blonde. It's almost enough to get him to come just like that, the way every sound makes the aching worse. Itto's fingers keep moving for a few moments after; not to draw it out even if that's exactly what it's doing, but because his brain has switched over to auto-pilot.
But then he's dragging his fingers out after one last, rough push, and he's quick to grab his dick and line it up to press inside the traveler. Itto drives his hips forward with a rough curse, quickly burying himself as deeply as he can - Aether is more than prepared to take him and at this point, he knows he doesn't have to be careful. And that's great, 'cuz now his only thought is how badly he needs to screw Aether into the damn floor.
His hand moves to Aether's thigh and hooks underneath to push it upwards, spreading him a little wider. The grip on the traveler's wrists doesn't waver once, not even when the oni draws his hips back and starts fucking into him at the same, rough pace his fingers had before]
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But then he's dragging his fingers out after one last, rough push, and he's quick to grab his dick and line it up to press inside the traveler. Itto drives his hips forward with a rough curse, quickly burying himself as deeply as he can - Aether is more than prepared to take him and at this point, he knows he doesn't have to be careful. And that's great, 'cuz now his only thought is how badly he needs to screw Aether into the damn floor.
His hand moves to Aether's thigh and hooks underneath to push it upwards, spreading him a little wider. The grip on the traveler's wrists doesn't waver once, not even when the oni draws his hips back and starts fucking into him at the same, rough pace his fingers had before]