[ The scar used to be a sore subject (pun not intended) for Junpei. Initially a reminder of the embarrassing circumstances under which he lost his virginity, but eventually becoming something that held more pleasant connections for him. It’s no longer a thing he wishes he could erase, and Natsume licking it only serves to fill his heart with warmth. It brought them together. It reminded him he was no longer alone. That he’d found his place. His aquarium.
Eventually he does remember his own cock, bringing a hand between his legs to stroke it in time with his boyfriend’s energetic thrusts. His stamina has vastly improved over months of frequent lovemaking, or else there was no way he’d be able to even hold out for a minute. As it is he’s making an effort not to lose himself too quickly, not only for the sake of his own pleasure but for Natsume’s.
His eyes are rolling back in his head, though, and he’s making the most adorable sounds. There’s no doubt he’s being satisfied. ]
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Eventually he does remember his own cock, bringing a hand between his legs to stroke it in time with his boyfriend’s energetic thrusts. His stamina has vastly improved over months of frequent lovemaking, or else there was no way he’d be able to even hold out for a minute. As it is he’s making an effort not to lose himself too quickly, not only for the sake of his own pleasure but for Natsume’s.
His eyes are rolling back in his head, though, and he’s making the most adorable sounds. There’s no doubt he’s being satisfied. ]