[Honestly, Chikusa is already starting to slow his pace, well aware of Ken’s limits, when Mukuro’s grip makes him go stone still immediately. Pale eyes widen, and he has to swallow when he sees the way their master’s lips are curved deviously. Mukuro’s lips have always been a weakness of his, despite the pure cunning which falls from them, and he’d be quivering at that alone.]
[So when he leans forward, lips capturing Chikusa’s, he sinks against the sensation and the curve of Ken’s back, moaning right in his partner’s ear. It’s not on purpose…]
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[So when he leans forward, lips capturing Chikusa’s, he sinks against the sensation and the curve of Ken’s back, moaning right in his partner’s ear. It’s not on purpose…]
[He just can’t stop himself when it’s Mukuro.]