[By now, Izuminokami knows him too well and it doesn't take long before Mikazuki is biting his lip to stifle the low groan that the other drags out of him. If he wasn't completely hard when they started, he certainly is now. Likewise he knows that the young sword will complain but he doesn't really mind when he coils his long tresses around his fingers and grabs him tightly, forcing him farther down little by little.]
Good... that's good. [Mikazuki isn't one for many words so the praise that comes out in short bursts of breath is conveyed just as must by the gesture as what he says.]
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Good... that's good. [Mikazuki isn't one for many words so the praise that comes out in short bursts of breath is conveyed just as must by the gesture as what he says.]