[It was a bit of a disappointment and a slight surprise that the priest didn't follow him in, but Mukuro supposed he had pushed him as far as he could for one day.
To give the priest some semblance of dignity and decorum, he closed both the bedroom and bathroom door to help muffle any noise, as well as let the shower run lightly. He gave it a few moments just in case the priest decided to change his mind, toying with the idea of doing this on the bed for comfort and to have the delicious imagery of the priest doing the what he was about to do in the same spot, before restraining himself. It probably wasn't wise to do so just yet.
He shimmied his pants down halfway down his thighs, sighing in relief as his cock sprung free. As he leisurely gripped his shaft and stroked, he recalled the flushed look on Chikusa Kakimoto's face, the sounds he made, how he had tasted. Mukuro wasn't looking to win awards for stamina today, and he was concerned about his cute little priest, so it was a quick and somewhat unsatisfying orgasm before he cleaned himself up, turned off the shower, and headed back to the living room. He had expected to come back to an empty apartment with the priest long gone, but instead he was amused to find him praying.
Gently, he dropped on teh couch next to him, canting his head to the side.]
That sinful?
[Sorry if he sounded very pleased with himself, except not really.]
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To give the priest some semblance of dignity and decorum, he closed both the bedroom and bathroom door to help muffle any noise, as well as let the shower run lightly. He gave it a few moments just in case the priest decided to change his mind, toying with the idea of doing this on the bed for comfort and to have the delicious imagery of the priest doing the what he was about to do in the same spot, before restraining himself. It probably wasn't wise to do so just yet.
He shimmied his pants down halfway down his thighs, sighing in relief as his cock sprung free. As he leisurely gripped his shaft and stroked, he recalled the flushed look on Chikusa Kakimoto's face, the sounds he made, how he had tasted. Mukuro wasn't looking to win awards for stamina today, and he was concerned about his cute little priest, so it was a quick and somewhat unsatisfying orgasm before he cleaned himself up, turned off the shower, and headed back to the living room. He had expected to come back to an empty apartment with the priest long gone, but instead he was amused to find him praying.
Gently, he dropped on teh couch next to him, canting his head to the side.]
That sinful?
[Sorry if he sounded very pleased with himself, except not really.]