[Gokudera gasped against Makoto's skin in surprise. He was, aside from the ambidexterity, sadly rather boring when it came to his self-pleasuring routines and stuck mainly with his hand on his own dick. He never bothered to find out how sensitive he was elsewhere, so the pleasing jolt he got when Makoto's fingers brushed at his nipple was a small shock.
He noticed the pause, and shyly muttered against Makoto's neck,] ... don't stop.
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He noticed the pause, and shyly muttered against Makoto's neck,] ... don't stop.