[Regrettably, Mukuro's gag reflexes had been as well-trained as Mukuro would have hoped, and the priest's tightening hold on him left him no choice but to swallow and swallow in large gulps. The taste of salt was nearly overpowering, and as soon as the priest released him, he licked at the sides of his mouth for any that had escaped his mouth, watching Chikusa Kakimoto's face. He had hoped he would have been louder when he came, but that cute flush and sex glazed look in his eyes suited him fine as well.
He gave the priest the space that he needed, slowly straightening up from his knees, smirking.]
You didn't seem to protest too much, priest. Tea?
[With how the priest was right now, he doubted he would reciprocate, so Mukuro was fine with taking care of it himself in the bathroom later or when he got home.]
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He gave the priest the space that he needed, slowly straightening up from his knees, smirking.]
You didn't seem to protest too much, priest. Tea?
[With how the priest was right now, he doubted he would reciprocate, so Mukuro was fine with taking care of it himself in the bathroom later or when he got home.]