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“Yes, detective.” That answer was the only confirmation Oosaki needed to take his plans into action. Instead of reaching out to put his fingers into his hole like Shinbashi anticipated, Oosaki lifted Shinbashi’s hips, laying him sideways, before raising one leg to the air. Oosaki’s cock was lined against Shinbashi’s. For a second, Shinbashi was scared to see their size difference like this, but before he was able to process anything, Oosaki began rocking his hips. The sudden friction made Shinbashi throw his head back. The bed made loud creaks as Oosaki slid his cock harder and faster, while being guided by his hand which also cupped Shinbashi’s cock. “Wh- Ngh~~! ♡” It didn’t take long for Shinbashi to begin leaking semen at the tip. The sudden rough motion and Oosaki’s hands was strong stimulation for him. Just then, Oosaki’s hips slowed, coming to a halt. He removed his hand from Shinbashi’s cock, which was now gleaming with pre-cum. “...??” Shinbashi waited for Oosaki to touch him again, to let him have his first orgasm that he’s long deserved from waiting for Oosaki’s visit. But when Shinbashi turned around to face his lover, he was surprised to see Oosaki touching himself. A dark predatory gaze shot sharply at the playwright. “Bastard! Pervert! Why did you stop to touch yourself?!” Shinbashi had tears coming out from his eyes as he protested. He was still expecting, or rather, begging for the detective to finish what he started. However his protests fell onto deaf ears. Oosaki said nothing and instead worked his free hand to guide Shinbashi to turn around. Shinbashi now had his knees on the bed. On all fours like an animal waiting for his master's next actions. All the while, Oosaki hadn’t stopped playing with his cock. Shinbashi never felt as humiliated before. Eventually, Shinbashi heard a squelching sound and felt his asshole wet. No way… The bastard had cummed on his opening. His cock was still rock hard, and both of his ends were now soaked. Shinbashi couldn’t believe what Oosaki had done to him. Internally, he wanted to shout at the man for the mortified feeling he felt beyond words. And yet, even then, his ass was still up in the air, his hips thrusting on his own. It’s as if his body refused to sync with his mind; like a separate system working on its own, he was still seeking release. He let out loud moans to let his partner know his anticipation. “Shinbashi-san…” Ah, he was done for. Oosaki had an exclusive front seat of the scene depicting how dirty Shinbashi truly was. Shinbashi’s head was running wild, going back and forth trying to do something to help him clear his mind while simultaneously feeling shame for wanting. He broke into sobs. At that moment, as if to finally give what he longed for, Oosaki grabbed Shinbashi by the stomach and inserted his cock onto the cum-smeared opening. Shinbashi involuntarily gasped by the sudden forceful penetration. He felt Oosaki’s gigantic cock splitting his insides; making him seeing stars as he continued to gasp and moan. Shinbashi came first. Everything happened in a haze, he wasn’t sure when it happened. Oosaki kept pistoning him until he came for a second time, this time inside Shinbashi’s tight hole. The tears streamed made an absolute mess of his face. When Oosaki pulled out, the semen came flowing out of his insides. He wanted those for himself. Afterwards, both of them collapsed on top of the messy cum-stained sheets. Shinbashi was still trying to recollect himself when Oosaki brushed his hand on the playwright’s cheek. “Are you hurt, Shinbashi-san?” The voice was warm, genuinely concerned for Shinbashi's wellbeing. It was a striking difference from the cold gaze he bore during intercourse. It seems Oosaki had returned to his senses. The person in question shook his head. While he barely had any strength to move, Shinbashi managed to position himself on top of Oosaki’s body. Their chest moved in a rhythm, both still beating hard. Shinbashi stuck a finger to poke at Oosaki’s face. “...haha. I truly hate that stupid cock of yours.” Then, Shinbashi nuzzled his head closer to Oosaki, like a cat greeting its favorite human. The afterglow of intense sex made Shinbashi more docile than usual, Oosaki noted. Well. If Shinbashi isn’t against it, that means he can do more next time, right?

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