[Gokudera continued to work Makoto with his hands while the other boy reached his climax, watching Makoto with baited breath, wanting to commit to memory every shift and movement and expression and cry...
When he was finished milking Makoto's orgasm for all it was worth, Gokudera pressed a light kiss to Makoto's stomach, reluctantly letting go of the other boy. Messy.
... Gokudera was still hard as a rock.
He experimentally licked at some of the semen on his palm. He was curious.]
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When he was finished milking Makoto's orgasm for all it was worth, Gokudera pressed a light kiss to Makoto's stomach, reluctantly letting go of the other boy. Messy.
... Gokudera was still hard as a rock.
He experimentally licked at some of the semen on his palm. He was curious.]