Eiran stubbornly forced the rest of his fingers into his arse hole in a fist-like manner. Then, thrust in and out roughly continuously. This feeling was so new to Hael that he was losing his mind. He could barely form his words to tell his partner to stop because he didn’t like it.
But those words remained in his throat choking him instead. He could not control the moans that were escaping from his mouth: they could have been heard all around except he concealed everything from going out of his room.
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