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Rurouni Kenshin Fan-Fic - GOJOU	By : KikueMugen Category: Rurouni Kenshin > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10110 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Ahhag! Haaah Aaaggggh!” Cho’s high-pitched crescendo electrified the very air around them.

“Cho-chaaaannnn….” Mitsu screeched in an almost harmonic blend along with Cho as the two melded as one on the handmade futon that Cho carried into their new home preceding their spontaneous love session.
Exhausted, Cho collapsed beside his cherished sweetheart, his breath stolen by the culmination of their lovemaking. “Ahhh, Mitsu-chan…” Cho’s content voice was smooth for a change and warm as he pulled Mitsu into his arms to lie as close to him as he could possibly hold her.
“Did Cho-chan enjoy that?” Mitsu inquired sweetly as she circled her finger around the top of Cho’s chest at his collarbone.
“Oh hell purty lady,” said Cho as he tried to calm his breathing, “I can’t even tell you how much I enjoyed that—enjoyed you. There are no words to sum up what just took place here between us.” He gently kissed the top of Mitsu’s forehead realizing the dampness of her skin there. “You were so hot, and you know all the right moves to get this guy…” Cho placed his thumb against his chest, “going good and hard.”
Mitsu cooed a little at Cho’s comment, and then she giggled cutely like a schoolgirl who had just received her first compliment from someone she had a crush on, “It is Mitsu’s pleasure to please my man,” she said and kissed the bottom of his chin fondly.
“Now, I like the sound of that,” said Cho as he kissed Mitsu’s forehead once again. “I like it when you call me, ‘your man.’”
“I enjoy the sound of it too,” Mitsu agreed. “I will also enjoy the sound of our child’s voice calling for his or her papa-san.”
Cho’s eyes lit up at that, “Oooo, yes! I can hardly wait for that to happen. Just thinking about me being papa-san makes my toes curl. As far as I’m concerned, that’s what life is all about.”
Mitsu giggled, “Perhaps that time is soon coming.”
Cho gulped in a big breath of air, “A dream come true for me when that happens.”
“It might happen sooner than you think,” Mitsu replied playfully.
“Can’t be too soon for me, I’d welcome my little child with open arms!” Cho announced excitedly.
Mitsu giggled at the very childlike manner Cho displayed every time he got truly excited about something. However, his excitement about the mere thought of siring a child brought about a different side of Cho that Mitsu had never seen before. She was mesmerized at his behavior.
“What would you say to seven months?” Mitsu asked rather seriously.
Cho turned serious focusing his attention totally onto Mitsu’s question. He looked into Mitsu’s eyes bewilderedly for a moment, “Seven months?” he asked. Cho peered deeper into Mitsu’s sparkling eyes and went dead silent.
Mitsu continued grinning as she watched the seed she had just planted within Cho’s mind take root.
“What the…” Cho burst out in surprise. After the full meaning of what Mitsu was hinting at blossomed, Cho immediately sat straight, covered his open mouth with the palm of his hand and gasped.
Mitsu rolled over onto her back to take all of Cho into view. She giggled playfully and nodded.
“Mitsu-chan!” Cho exclaimed. “Seven months!”
“Hai,” Mitsu said with excitement as well. “Your child will be here to greet you by then.”
Cho stood to his feet and hollered, “Whooooweeee~!!! Me? Papa-san?”
Mitsu couldn’t help but find delight from watching Cho receive the good news of the child they made together. She wanted to tell Cho on several occasions, but the timing had to be right when she broke the news to him. Mitsu laughed happily as Cho’s elated dance had him do a backwards-flip maneuver and a handstand all within the small space allotted in their new bedroom.
Cho fell to his knees in front of Mitsu and took her into his arms. “My sweet purty Lady! You do know how to make me the most happiest man in all Japan!” He rocked Mitsu that way for the longest time that day knowing very well that their lives together was just beginning. What had taken place with Horie seemed like a bad, fading dream to them, for the future appeared to be bright enough to outshine anything right then.
“I love you Cho-chan.”
“Well, I love you too, pruty lady,” Cho paused, placed his hand upon Mitsu’s midsection, and then added, “the two of you.”
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Saitou emptied his pockets at the entry and walked to his bedroom. He was very tired indeed. Not necessarily physically, but he was emotionally exhausted replaying his conversation with Sano. He wanted the best, not only for his sons, but for Sano as well. Unavoidably, Saitou was beginning to have regrets. Why had he allowed Sano to get so close to him? If he hadn’t, both he and Sano wouldn’t be in the situation they were in.
After stripping off his police garb Saitou sat on the edge of the bed and raked his hair back into place as he looked around the room. He turned slightly and peered at the covers that were neatly tucked around the corners of the western-style cushions. There were many memories between those covers. In fact, there were memories of Sano throughout that room, the next room, and even beyond. Evidence of Sano's wardrobe was littered throughout as well. Sano’s gi top was draped over the zabuton, the headband laid across the night table, and when Saitou glanced over at the display shelves he discovered Sano’s wrist wraps sticking out from one of his favorite wooden storage boxes.
“Ahou,” muttered Saitou as he stood to his feet, gathered the thin strips of fabric between his fingers and walked back to sit again at the foot of the bed. “Sanosuke,” his voice was a little weaker this time, a bit lost among the whirlwind of thoughts that took him sailing through a couple years of memories. The wolf’s heart began to ache and the loneliness that he thought he had gotten rid of when Sano re-entered his life was only inches away from overwhelming him again as it had for so long. He shut his eyes tightly. “God damn it,” he coughed as his mind reflected upon stored memories.
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Sano staggered clumsily around the bend headed toward Saitou’s house. He wasn’t planning to go there at all until tomorrow after he had gotten his belongings packed to travel. However, the more he thought about leaving in such a manner, the greater the guilt grew. Sano knew that if he had stuck to the plan he and Katsu agreed on it would be a terribly unfair and downright cruel way to break the news to Saitou. No, Sano couldn’t just, up-and-leave the wolf, not after all they’d been through together. Sano had to do the right thing by going to Saitou and at least explain what he had planned on doing with Katsu.
Sano was fast approaching the garden gate. The closer he got to it, the harder he found moving ahead was without feeling his heart claw at his chest. “I don’t want to do this,” Sano said under his breath as he spat into a bush on the side of the roadway. His head was swimming, and his gut sloshed with the fermented rice concoction he had guzzled down earlier that day. He and Katsu drank four large bottles together as they planned their getaway to China. For every reason Sano thought of to justify staying in Japan, Katsu countered with two reasons why they needed to keep to their plan and go to China. Finally, Sano left Katsu’s place agreeing to go directly to the Kamiya Dojo and sleep off the sake, and then pack the following morning, make his way to Saitou’s place and break the news about his departure to China.
“Shit,” Sano muttered as he set his hand upon the latch that held the gate to Saitou’s garden secure. “What the fuck am I doing?” Dread overwhelmed Sano right then as he recalled the very first time he stood at that same gate. It was when he had found out that Saitou hadn't died during the Shishio confrontation. Sano was furious at Saitou for letting him continue to believe that Saitou was dead. After a brief scuffle in the garden, the two shared their first kiss—a kiss that will always be remembered by Sano. The memory of it had Sano choking back the sickening feeling that welled deep within him, and which he could find no relief for. He quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his sleeve, took a deep breath and unlatched the gate.
“Fuck, I really don’t want to do this…” The gate creaked at its hinges as Sano pushed the heavy lumbered barrier forward, just enough for him to slide himself through. After securing the gate he leaned back against its rough, cool surface and peered through the garden. It was almost as though Sano was looking at the past play out right before him. The vision enticed his stare to the landing just before the entry to the house. That was where Saitou had pinned him against the door and drenched the side of his neck with hot, passionate breath. The vision quickly blurred as Sano’s eyes welled tears. Again Sano brought his sleeve to his face and held it there until the threat of losing control of his emotions subsided.
Another deep breath and admitting that his drunkenness was not resting well on his emotional state seemed to help Sano continue up the narrow path to the landing. He felt nauseous and his head spun as the dread seem to squeeze his heart as though he was losing his very life. In a sense that was partly true. Sano felt that a part of him, a very special part deep within was near ebb, and for the life of him, Sano’s entire being protested, yet he reached for the door and let himself through.
The house was unusually quiet, or was it just the rice wine that had Sano numb to the things that surrounded him. As he stepped though the shoji partition he could see that Saitou was absent from the kitchen and the wash entry. Another few steps forward brought him to the second shoji that separated the gathering room from the entry. Sano could see the flickering shapes of objects against the thin partition and knew then that Saitou was just on the other side. He swallowed hard making the obvious sound of nervous distress as his saliva slid down his tight throat. He stood there, practically frozen as his head swam and his chest constricted.
“Sanosuke?” Saitou’s deep voice smooth, yet demanding, “Will you be spending the night at the entry?”
Sano stepped out from the back of the shoji with a slight stagger, “Nah, I was just admiring the design of the shoji,” he said as he pointed to the partition. He looked across the room and realized that Saitou was only partially dressed wearing a deep red fundoshi tied sumo style around the hips. The wolf appeared prince-like to Sano appearing to have an air of elegance and strength. Saitou’s smooth, bare chest was most appealing to Sano right at that moment. Emotions had always played on Sano’s libido and it held true right then. Despite Sano’s obvious inebriated state there was no mistaking the awakening at his groin as the floodgate of sexual excitement quickly tugged at his male flesh.
“Shit Saitou,” Sano’s voice barely audible, “you look good enough to eat.”
Saitou smirked as if to deflect Sano’s compliment. He ran his fingers through his hair and intently fixed his attention directly onto Sano’s desiring eyes communicating that the feeling was mutual.
Sano admired Saitou’s strong biceps as his eyes caressed the wolf’s arms and rested upon the strong wing-like muscles that connected them to Saitou’s torso. He let his gaze graze over the chest area and then around to Saitou’s smooth, hard abdomen muscles that met the top of the silky, red fundoshi. Sano never stopped being awestruck at the sight of the legendary Shinsengumi Captain, and he was still scarcely able to believe that such a man was desirous of him. Sano’s eyes worked its way down between Saitou’s folded legs and caressed the inside of those luscious strong thighs. Sano would give everything he owned to set his lips upon them and absorb all of what Saitou had to offer.
As much as Sano wanted to disregard what he had to discuss with Saitou, he couldn’t. His heart didn’t allow it, and his mind was bothered by it. “Saitou…” Sano’s voice seemed unsteady and weak. “I—we—need to talk.”
“Hmn…” Saitou nodded. “Not right now Sanosuke. It will keep.”
“But it’s bothering the shit out of me,” the words fell from Sano’s lips. “Buddha knows how much I don’t want…”
“Enough!” Saitou interrupted forcefully. “Come,” he ordered.
As weary as Sano appeared to be outwardly, within him a sensual spark ignited his salacious need to devour and be devoured. How could he deny Saitou’s desire? How could he choose to ignore his own carnal craving for the man he believed he loved? Surely, the matter he needed to discuss with Saito could wait. Perhaps there will not be another opportunity as the one confronting him right then to join the wolf in a sexual romp.
Sano knelt before Saitou, and with his hands resting upon his knees and arms supporting his weight, he leaned forward to press his lips against Saitou’s. Their mouths met and their tongues swayed together, meshing, melding. Saitou traced Sano’s jaw with his fingers as he pushed his tongue into his mate, his breathing was a little heavier and not as steady as when their lips first met. Saitou was obviously losing himself in that kiss and Sano was following suit.
Sano kissed Saitou deeply, sensuously as he began to remove his gi top. “Mmmm, oh yeah,” said he as he tossed his garb to the side to land on the tatami, mouth still attached to Saitou's. He slid his torso into Saitou’s waiting arms and felt his body quake uncontrollably in the wolf’s strong embrace. “Ssssaitoooo…” he hissed and ate at Saitou’s mouth, licking and sucking the wolf’s lips between his lips and teeth.
Saitou held Sano close against him making certain to feel every part of his mate’s body with his caressing, eager hands. The sensations he felt through his fingers as he explored Sano’s body were static charged. Saitou made special note of the way Sano moaned quietly when touched upon the most sensitive areas. Behind the neck, directly between the shoulder blades, and following the valley that sunk between his back muscles to where it welled at his lower back just before the rise of his buttocks.
“Hmmm, let me get this,” Sano said pulling apart from Saitou. He knelt on his knees and straightened his back for a quick stretch before he removed his lower gi revealing exactly what Saitou enjoyed looking at.
“Hmn, nice,” Saitou hummed, and then he held out his hand, palm side up and waited for Sano to deliver.
“You want this, don’t you?” Sano temptingly asked as he pushed his pelvis forward and ran the tips of his fingers across his chest plates. On his knees, Sano repositioned himself closer to Saitou and set his testicles in the palm of the wolf’s hands. “Oooo,” he cooed as Saitou gripped his fleshy treasure. “Yes, squeeze them. Make them hurt—a little, though.”
Saitou snickered at Sano’s comments and watched his mate enjoy his caresses, which only caused him to want more of Sano. In his hand was the most delicate and vulnerable part of Sano’s body. He knew that Sano trusted him, and more than anything, Saitou desired to be worthy of that trust even if it meant giving up what he selfishly wanted from Sano on the physical realm. Yes, he wanted Sano to have a fair chance at life. Days ago, Saitou set out on a mission to render an opportunity for Sano to choose between what they shared together, or what could be Sano’s apart from him. However, Saitou had planned on taking Sano totally, whether it was their last time together or not.
“Haaah!” Sano buckled over and held Saitou’s wrist to get the wolf to loosen his grasp around his testicles. “Too hard— You’re grabbing my balls way too hard for comfort,” he complained.
“Is this not what you asked me to do to you?” Saitou questioned.
Sano moaned again, “I said, ‘hurt me a little, not a lot…”
Saitou loosened his grip and slipped his hand over Sano’s ass cheeks and trailed his fingers lightly just below the crescent shaped arches that met the top of Sano’s leg. He became pleasure stricken upon hearing Sano lustfully moan as he teased up under the fleshy space between Sano’s balls and the round cushions of the ass cheeks.
“Oh Buddha…” groaned Sano as he fell forward over Saitou’s lap supported by his hands and knees. He arched his torso at the same time he lifted his hips backwards to display the round orbs of his perfect ass. Sano’s inflamed organ was rock hard which made the webbed veins running over the course of the strong shaft easy to see. His full erection swung under him occasionally slapping his pelvis. Sano rotated his hips as a gesture to announce his need to be fucked. “Get me ready Saitou,” he requested between heavy breaths. “My fucking balls feel like a sack of rice. They’re so full— I swear I’m going to bust.”
Saitou’s cock was straining against the silky red fundoshi demanding to be let out, which was exactly what Saitou did. Once the fabric was pushed aside, out sprang Saitou’s prize. It hit his pelvis producing a dull thud that caught Sano’s immediate attention. The next thing Saitou adjusted were the zabutons behind him so that he could fully stretch out his legs before him.
“Sanosuke.”
“Mmmm, yeah?”
“Straddle my thighs,” Saitou instructed.
Sano jumped at the opportunity to grant Saitou’s wishes. He was about to face Saitou in order to carry out the request, but Saitou stopped him.
“No ahou, not like that. Turn around,” corrected Saitou.
“Huh? You want my back to face you?”
“Hmn,” Saitou nodded and took Sano by the elbow and coaxed his mate into position. “Now, bend over.”
“Ahhh… okay,” Sano nodded with new understanding. "Now I know what the hell you’re getting at. You want my ass, don’t you?” Sano moved into position straddling Saitou’s thighs. He glanced behind him, “This close enough?”
“A little closer— Yes…right here,” Saitou replied squeezing both Sano’s fleshy rear chunks in his hands. “Now, bend over so I can see you better.” He gave Sano a little push.
Sano needed no real coaxing to do Saitou’s will. He was always very happy to oblige the wolf in sexual favors. “You want to see it?”
“Hmn,” Saitou replied in a huff, “I want to see you.”
“Wanna see this?” Sano fell forward and caught himself just before hitting Saitou’s legs with his torso. His ass at face with Saitou, he began kissing and licking the wolf’s shins and murmured between short hungry sucks. “Mmmm yeah,” he hummed, “I can feel you staring at my ass—eat me up with your eyes.”
Indeed, Saitou had his eyes fixed upon Sano’s exquisite portal, his cock twitching at the sight as it called out for attention. Saitou took his erect tube into is hand and began slowly stroking its veined length. “Quite an eyeful,” said Saitou, as he grew hungrier as he watched Sano’s sphincter wink with excitement. His eyes dropped from the pinching portal to the smooth flesh below it, and then finally down onto Sano’s heavy sack that encased the delicate testicles. Saitou wanted it all in his mouth at the same time. He reached for Sano’s sack and took it gently in his fist, gave it a firm squeeze, and absorbed the feel of the meaty shapes within.
“Ohhh yeah,” Sano moaned hotly as he wriggled against Saitou’s deliberate fondle. “My cock, big man… Do that to my fuck-starving cock.”
Saitou ignored Sano’s request, but instead he reached for the vile at the side of the many zabutons he and his mate were sprawled upon.
“Uhhh, oi… I see what you’re up to,” Sano said as he glanced behind him. He arched his back, giving Saitou the go-ahead by his eager gesture. He held still and quiet—waiting, listening. Then with a rush of exploding sensation he felt Saitou’s finger enter him. “Mmmm…”
Saitou’s view of Sano’s tight hole was a grand. With passionate delight, Saitou peered at his finger wedge through the flesh trap and ease its way deep into Sano’s hole. He began stroking his rigid, eager meat faster as he took in the finger-fucking sight before him.
“Shit, I have to rub my cock,” said Sano as he took his own hot member into his hand and stroked. "Oh hell, oh shit—oh—yeahhh,” Sano’s breath was ripped from him as soon as Saitou inserted another finger. “Damn that feels good.”
“You must want this, you’re already loose,” Saitou crammed his two fingers as deep as he could get it. He held his fist firmly against Sano’s ass cheeks and twisted his fingers until he heard Sano’s yelp when he hit his mate’s sweet prostate. “This is what you have been wanting all along, am I correct?”
“Hooh yeah! My fucking cock is so hard, the damn thing’s about ready to go!”
“Not yet Sanosuke,” Saitou said as he slowly removed his fingers from Sano’s writhing hole.
“Oh hell, don’t stop…”
Saitou slid his legs from under Sano to kneel upon his knees. “Stay right where you are,” he instructed as he positioned himself directly behind Sano, unraveled his fundoshi, and aimed his sponge headed spear at Sano’s tightness. “Hold still while I…” Saitou leaned forward and pushed his pelvis forward causing the tip of his cock to enter Sano’s anxious rear opening.
“Haaaa…” Sano welcomed the sexual invasion by pushing back all at once causing Saitou’s cock to slide into him to the hilt. “Ohhh! Yessss…”
“Mmmph,” Saitou groaned as he tossed his head back. He didn’t expect Sano to start off fucking his cock in such a manner and was surprised by his mate’s intense, rutting behavior. Sano’s well-lubricated tightness squeezed around his strong, hard tube, biting into his manhood, pulling him further along toward the summit of no return. Saitou’s low groan was deep, smooth and very sensual as he vocalized the burning heat within. “Mmmm, hah—ha, mmmn…”
Sano clawed the zabutons in his grasp as he kept ramming his ass against Saitou. The sound of pounding flesh was almost thunderous as Sano picked up even more speed, jerking his hips forward and then slamming his cushiony butt orbs against Saitou.
Saitou was beside himself with euphoric pleasure and wanted his turn at the helm Sano. “Sanosuke…”
“Haah, hah…” Sano huffed. “Haaa…”
“Sanosuke, on your back,” Saitou ordered. He was out of breath not from physical exertion, but due to the heat of their lovemaking. Saitou pulled out from Sano’s ass and gave Sano’s hip a firm push to hurry Sano into the new position. Saitou wanted to fuck his mate in the worst way; his cock was desperate for communion.
“So…you’re gonna fuck me hard?” Sano asked as he stretched his back out and against the zabutons. He looked directly into Saitou’s eyes and noticed that those deep, penetrating orbs seemed a little distant this time, or was it because of his plan to leave Japan with Katsu that had Sano feeling a little adrift? He tried to focus on what was happening then and shut China out from his mind. He repeated himself, “Gonna fuck me?”
Saitou didn’t reply, instead he spread Sano’s legs apart and studied his mate’s sex. How he admired Sano’s manhood. Every swell and valley that sculptured Sano’s sex into perfection, Saitou took to admire. He literally adored the shape and size of his mate’s phallus in all ways, especially its taste. Saitou lowered his head until his lips touched Sano’s natural lube that had been secreted during their frenzied fuck. His tongue traced Sano’s pee-slit and lapped his mate’s dew from the spongy head. He enjoyed inhaling the musky scent of Sano as he went along, enjoying the familiar scent. “Hmmm, very good,” said Saitou as he licked and sucked the tip of Sano’s piss hole. He inserted the tip of his tongue and played a little with the wet slash again, and then he placed his lips right smack upon it and sucked.
“Ohh shit…” Sano rotated his hips in his attempt to push his cock into Saitou’s mouth. “Damn I’m ready to blow this load… Saitooooo…” Sano’s eyes rolled under his lids as he felt Saitou’s mouth move over the crown of his cock head, and then down his shaft in one slow swoop. Sano grabbed the sides of Saitou’s head and pushed his cock as deep as it could go into Saitou’s mouth. He jutted his hips forward and lifted his pelvis until he felt his cock hit the back of Saitou’s throat. “Gah! Fuck me with your mouth, or let me fuck your mouth, whichever way… I need to fucking come!
Saitou pulled his mouth from Sano abruptly. His mate’s thick tube flipped out of his mouth with a pop and his eyes was filled with maddening lust tossed with passion. “Spread your legs for me, Sanosuke,” he instructed.
“Hurry Saitou, you have to stick it in, I’m going insane. I need to come. Make me come,” Sano pleaded.
Saitou tucked his hands under the bend of Sano’s knees setting each of his mate’s legs upon his shoulder. Sano held his legs steady and anticipated entry as he watched Saitou lube his cock. After Saitou was done, the length of his shaft was well oiled with the jasmine scented oil. Sleek and strong, Saitou was ready to insert his extremely hot organ into Sano. With one hand holding Sano’s thigh against him, Saitou guided his cock to the Sano’s potion soaked winker and pushed to enter.
“Nnnn,” Sano bit his bottom lip to ease the stretch of Saitou’s cock width. “Easy, slow…” Sano said hoping that Saitou would find mercy to take the initial entry carefully. Sano felt his hole stretching, up and over the raised crown of Saitou’s cock. “Oh hell, you’re in already!”
“It’s like I said, your pucker felt ready from the very beginning,” said Saitou as he began to move inside of Sano. Slowly, carefully he moved his hips and watched Sano’s expression at the same time. He eyed his mate enjoying his cock, and the expressions of pleasure Sano was making steered him closer to where he wanted to be—teetering at the very edge, controlling his own will to hold off coming. That was where Saitou found himself most comfortable. He held Sano’s thighs on either side of him and began to push into the gripping portal a little harder, a bit faster.
“Sanosuke…”
“Saitou… Oh fuck me, Saitou…”
“Hmn, hmn—hmn—hmmm…” Saitou pumped his cock into Sano harder, faster. “Hmn, hah, hah…” Saitou’s skin sparkled with sweat and dripped from his temples, but all the while he stared at Sano taking the full length of his stiff cock as he rammed it deeper, faster. “Look at me Sanosuke.”
Sano met Saitou’s eyes with his own, the wolf’s stare was drenched with ferocious passion that ate right through him. Sano knew in his heart and entire soul that there was no separating he and Saitou no matter how far distance wedges them apart. He belonged to Saitou and he believed that in the very depth of his being. The assurance was so very intense that he found himself marveling over its radiance that swept throughout his entire body. That was when Sano lost all control.
“Eeeeaaaahhh!!! Saitoooou!
Saitou bashed into Sano, his aggressive assail even more intense as he fucked Sano with all his passion. Their flesh came together with powerful crashing slaps, the sound of their driven bodies ricocheting off the wooden beams that held the house together. Everything around them seemed to hold it’s spiritual breath, it was as though heaven paused…until…
“Haaaah—Aaaggggh!” Saitou verbally exploded as his cock did the same. His sights still locked onto Sano as he spewed forth everything he had stored away within him, filling Sano’s fucked cavern, marking his territory once and for all.
Aaaggggh! Sano joined Saitou in the climatic eruption without the aide of his hand. Sano simply came by way of Saitou’s persistent, ramming cock against his prostate. His ascension was staggering which slammed his testicles tight against his body cavity as he gushed swirling, white, translucent sex concoction all over his chest and abdomen.
Saitou and Sano held their directed gaze upon one another to the very end until Saitou pulled his diminishing erection from Sano and fell forward, their bodies slipping into position as Sano’s hot come slid down the side of his ribs from their pressing bodies.
“Sanosuke,” said Saitou, still staring steadily into Sano’s almond shaped eyes.
“Saitou…”
Their lips met once again for the longest kiss they had ever shared together.
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