[While Mukuro wanted nothing more than to have Chikusa Kakimoto beg him to bring him off, to admit that it wasn't just his body that wanted this, to make him cum over and over again, Mukuro would pick and choose his battles wisely. Or perhaps, just getting this far was enough, more than what he expected, and sooner.
To reward the priest for not stopping him, instead of mocking or taunting him, he swallowed his cock down wholly, upper lip brushing against the priest's stomach. There was a light taste of sweat, salt, and skin, more real and tangible than in the dream. It made him moan softly for reasons he couldn't articulate, heat flooding through his veins. While he was sure many would find the position and the act beneath them, Mukuro found it somewhat short sighted. Like this, he had all the power to engulf the priest in pleasure, and he could do so at his leisure.
He draw back, almost letting the head of Chikusa Kakimoto's dick fall from his mouth before swallowing it back all down again, repeating the action slowly.]
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To reward the priest for not stopping him, instead of mocking or taunting him, he swallowed his cock down wholly, upper lip brushing against the priest's stomach. There was a light taste of sweat, salt, and skin, more real and tangible than in the dream. It made him moan softly for reasons he couldn't articulate, heat flooding through his veins. While he was sure many would find the position and the act beneath them, Mukuro found it somewhat short sighted. Like this, he had all the power to engulf the priest in pleasure, and he could do so at his leisure.
He draw back, almost letting the head of Chikusa Kakimoto's dick fall from his mouth before swallowing it back all down again, repeating the action slowly.]