the lack of Naoto content is actually hurting my feelings…
it’s common knowledge that Naoto overworks himself. imagine him coming home, frustrated from a long day of conspiring with takemitchi and desperate to be in your arms. that’s how he ended up with his back flush against your chest, completely undressed while you remain fully clothed. your legs rest on either side of his hips, occasionally squeezing around him to keep him in place when he squirmed..
your hand slowly stroked his hard cock, massaging his tip and earning breathy moans from Naoto. he gasps loudly as you pick up your pace. his fingers are gripping your thighs so hard it’s starting to hurt. you don’t seem to mind though, not when his head flys back to your shoulder, giving you a view of his blissed out face…
he reaches for your free hand, interlocking your fingers as you continue your movements. you lean down to press kisses on his exposed shoulder and he shudders against you.. he looks absolutely breathtaking like this, flushed a deep shade of red and bucking his hips up to meet your hand.
he moans breathily, beginning to squirm more frequently making you aware of his impending release. moving your hand faster you circle his tip with your thumb. he’s leaking so much precum your hand is practically gliding over his cock. he’s getting desperate , you can feel it with the way he’s twitching against you.
“let go for me, darling, i know you can do it..” you coo and he meets your request with a loud moan. he shoots out an impressive load, making a mess all over your hand and his stomach.
his release makes it even easier to continue your movements and you do, your hand not faltering. tears are welling up in Naoto’s eyes.. he feels so good!! he thrashes against you, hips stuttering as he meets the thrust of your hand. his nails are digging into the hand interlocked with his…
he’s crying now, tears falling down his red cheeks. his pants fill the air, interrupted by moans broken in pitch. he’s so sensitive and it’s not long until he’s coming again, his slick release coating your hand once more.
he’s practically screaming when you don’t halt the movements of your hand. he’s so overstimulated it’s starting to hurt but he doesn’t dare try to pull away.
“‘s too much..mph!! i can’t take it anymore…” he drawls out in a tone so high in pitch it has you drooling at the sound.. you know he can take it, that’s why you don’t stop. he deserves all the attention in the world after all, he works so hard!! something tells Naoto it’s gonna be a long night…
