[A notable change washes over Chikusa at Ken’s moan, although minute in some ways. This had never been meant to affect him, not on this level; he had wanted to stir Ken and Mukuro up instead for his own ends. The minimal amount of work for a greater reward.]
[But… Maybe he should have foreseen that would be impossible. All it takes is a wanton cry of his name and a lustful plea, and his body responds without his permission. Ken will be able to feel it the best, of course, pressed up against Chikusa’s body as he is: the sharp inhale that sucks in air away from Ken’s skin, the undeniable bulge that brushes along his back, all while he’s still stroking his fingers inside of him now that he’s found that perfect spot.]
[On the other hand, Mukuro will get to see the change in his eyes as he looks up to meet his gaze, dark and half lidded.]
Would it be alright, Mukuro-sama?
[It’ll be even harder to control Ken and keep him from orgasm, but…. He wants to tend to himself too.]
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[But… Maybe he should have foreseen that would be impossible. All it takes is a wanton cry of his name and a lustful plea, and his body responds without his permission. Ken will be able to feel it the best, of course, pressed up against Chikusa’s body as he is: the sharp inhale that sucks in air away from Ken’s skin, the undeniable bulge that brushes along his back, all while he’s still stroking his fingers inside of him now that he’s found that perfect spot.]
[On the other hand, Mukuro will get to see the change in his eyes as he looks up to meet his gaze, dark and half lidded.]
Would it be alright, Mukuro-sama?
[It’ll be even harder to control Ken and keep him from orgasm, but…. He wants to tend to himself too.]