[“Chikusa Kakimoto” is, of course, not the name he was given by parents, or family, or whoever else usually bestowed a name upon a child. The only name any adult has ever given him has been “Number 49”.]
[“Chikusa Kakimoto” is the name Mukuro gave him, or at least one of many that they’ve used over the years. He’ll always cherish every single one… and he’ll always find particular pleasure whenever Mukuro-sama rasps it out in fits of pleasure, his name practically made a holy thing just by virtue of being on his master’s lips.]
[A moan leaves Chikusa’s own as Mukuro’s breath slides along his tender throat, and he obeys mindlessly. His fingers go white as bone from the pressure he exerts into soft flesh, holding Mukuro in place as he thrusts his hips up into him. Every movement is meant to find that on place inside of the other which makes him moan the best. Even now, after all, Chikusa longs to give him all he possibly can. After a moment, one hand slips away from Mukuro's hips and wraps around his cock to squeeze down on it with his thumb brushing over the tip.]
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[“Chikusa Kakimoto” is the name Mukuro gave him, or at least one of many that they’ve used over the years. He’ll always cherish every single one… and he’ll always find particular pleasure whenever Mukuro-sama rasps it out in fits of pleasure, his name practically made a holy thing just by virtue of being on his master’s lips.]
[A moan leaves Chikusa’s own as Mukuro’s breath slides along his tender throat, and he obeys mindlessly. His fingers go white as bone from the pressure he exerts into soft flesh, holding Mukuro in place as he thrusts his hips up into him. Every movement is meant to find that on place inside of the other which makes him moan the best. Even now, after all, Chikusa longs to give him all he possibly can. After a moment, one hand slips away from Mukuro's hips and wraps around his cock to squeeze down on it with his thumb brushing over the tip.]