[Why bother pacing themselves when they'll just end up fucking each other into oblivion by the end of the week regardless? A perfect plan.]
[Case in point -- Itto's fingers slide in easily, no doubt still slick from the last time they fucked not long before they gave reading a try. Aether's groans grow sharper and more desperate as he jerks his hips back against Itto's hand, as if to try and urge him to give him more -- to press harder and reach deeper until he can't even think anymore.]
[It may not be Itto's cock, but that feeling of being filled is what his heat is truly making him crave, precum already leaking from the tip of his own as he feels himself getting closer to that peak. At this rate, he would come before he even started fucking him -- though perhaps that was his intention all along? It certainly helped with how insatiable Aether could be when he was riled up like this.]
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[Case in point -- Itto's fingers slide in easily, no doubt still slick from the last time they fucked not long before they gave reading a try. Aether's groans grow sharper and more desperate as he jerks his hips back against Itto's hand, as if to try and urge him to give him more -- to press harder and reach deeper until he can't even think anymore.]
[It may not be Itto's cock, but that feeling of being filled is what his heat is truly making him crave, precum already leaking from the tip of his own as he feels himself getting closer to that peak. At this rate, he would come before he even started fucking him -- though perhaps that was his intention all along? It certainly helped with how insatiable Aether could be when he was riled up like this.]
Haah... Itto...