That slight change in position had Kuronue's vision go white. And again with every movement Yukimura made. He cried out along with it, the ebb and flow, holding on to Yukimura for dear life as he threw his head back. His mind went blank, filled with nothing but Yukimura's lips and Yukimura's hands and Yukimura's cock. What hit him the most however was how he could feel Yukimura with his mind, how he felt his presence, close as he was, and he loved it.
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Date: 2011-07-03 04:11 pm (UTC)