[There was a thrill at how eagerly the priest responded to a few simple words, though Mukuro supposed that this mortal more than most he knew liked to hear the truth, no matter how dark it might be. Even though most other humans would be afraid to hear that a demon would be haunting them for the rest of their life, it was amusing to him that a priest would draw comfort from it, to even want it. Then again, Chikusa Kakimoto wasn't like most people, which was both endearing and vexing in turns.
He let out a soft groan as the priest dug his hands into his hair, shuddering as he felt his nails against the skin of his scalp, and he leaned in closer, kissing the priest more forcefully. Then, with one last swipe of his tongue, he pulled away, licking his lips.]
Should I make you cum like this Chikusa Kakimoto?
[Because if you thought Mukuro was going to be quiet during this, well.
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He let out a soft groan as the priest dug his hands into his hair, shuddering as he felt his nails against the skin of his scalp, and he leaned in closer, kissing the priest more forcefully. Then, with one last swipe of his tongue, he pulled away, licking his lips.]
Should I make you cum like this Chikusa Kakimoto?
[Because if you thought Mukuro was going to be quiet during this, well.
He ground down pointedly on his cock, smirking.]