Page 43 of Pandion

It was fun watching him writhe, unable to make up his mind and even more fun seeing him awkwardly slide his hand onto his junk when he finally did. This could be educational if the man had preferences he’d not yet revealed. Harumine waited with great scientific interest.

Kagesawa was about to start stroking himself when Harumine interrupted him mostly just to disrupt his pace further.

“Don’t rush it. Take your time. Entertain me.”

“But how?”

“Make it good.”

“It’s my hand. It’s boring.”

“Still. Use your imagination.” Harumine could tell Kagesawa was struggling, almost losing interest in the task at hand. Almost. Now that the link was unrestricted, it provided a convenient peephole through which to check that none of the demands were a step too far.

Harumine traced Kagesawa’s lean abdomen with one finger to test if this slight interference would make a difference. Kagesawa trembled under his touch. The previous excited neediness had waned somewhat, but as Harumine toyed with an errant lock of hair by Kagesawa’s ear, brushed the side of his neck and collarbone with his fingers, swept gently over his chest and moved lower down, it was back on the rise.

I wish you would pin me down and dig deep into me.As Kagesawa said this, a surge of raw lust funnelled its way through the pathetic excuse of a link. That could have been a great source for a feedback loop, but alas, not as effective at present.

“I won’t.” Harumine feigned complete nonchalance. “But do go on with the daydreaming if it helps.”

“Can’t you at least do it properly,” Kagesawa whispered and closed his eyes.

“Of course not.” Harumine smiled. He’d never imagined he could have this much control over another person before. Hecertainly wouldn’t have had the confidence to continue with the harassment without sensing exactly where Kagesawa drew the line between serious torture and challenging but pleasurable discomfort.

Now that he was granted such a juicy opportunity, Harumine wanted to squeeze every last drop of enjoyment out of it to see if there really was no limit to Kagesawa’s submissive tendencies.

“I didn’t realise you had such a mean streak.” Kagesawa used his forearm to cover some of his face.

Harumine deliberately moved the arm aside to take in the view. He’d seen that face enough times to have grown used to it, either in intense concentration or relaxed, with a slightly apologetic smile—those were the two expressions he wore most often. Kagesawa was flustered now, and his eyebrows, compared to normal, were practically doing acrobatics the way they were crunched by his continuously shifting frown.

“Is it really that difficult?” Harumine tried to smoothen the wrinkled forehead with his finger.

“I don’t know how you did it, but I feel incredibly self-conscious and exposed right now.” Kagesawa tried to laugh it off as per usual, but that had never been very effective.

“I get the feeling you’re still enjoying yourself.” But, for the briefest of moments, Harumine sensed a hint of fear through the link. It was enough to give him pause. Kagesawa’s mental health was more important than fooling around, but if he’d imagined it and called it quits too soon, all the build up would be for naught.

“I trust you,” Kagesawa said, clearly more to convince himself.

“You’ve stopped though,” Harumine noted, referring to the hand that was supposed to be busy.

“I— For a moment there, this reminded me of something… It’s nothing. I’ll continue.” The nasty hint of fear flared up.

As fun as it was to tease Kagesawa, if it was triggering something unpleasant, it wasn’t worth it. Harumine set his hand on top of Kagesawa’s.

“I think I need to earn that trust.” He moved into a better position and put his tongue into good use. As Kagesawa released his hand to give way to Harumine’s mouth, any fear he’d felt was gone in an instant.

“Ahh, Sa— Satoru… what, why?”

I don’t want you to have to fear I’d do anything to hurt you. Next time I’ll savour it a while longer, but for now, I feel like it’s more important that you know you can trust me.Projecting a heart-felt speech with a dick in his mouth was a bit of a feat, especially when it was gaining some size in the process.

“Ahh a— you’re— Ah, gonna have to repeat that to me— Ahhhh, later, mmmmm, haah, a— ahhh!” Kagesawa gripped the sheets and groaned like he was about to shapeshift into a crazed bear when Harumine massaged his perineum and slipped a finger into his anus. Having fit another part of himself in there not that long ago using what was probably a ridiculously exaggerated amount of lube, Harumine’s two fingers slid in without much effort.

He was no Kagesawa, but Harumine had always prided himself for being a proficient multitasker. Using one hand to tend to the bottom and the other, together with his mouth, to take care of the front was no problem at all. While less was often more and prolonging the enjoyment usually made it better, this was none of those times. Harumine could tell Kagesawa wanted to be overwhelmed to be satisfied. He’d had nothing but dry orgasms all evening and wouldn’t mind releasing his load.

A bit higher… higher, there… there… more…It was impressive that Kagesawa had the capacity to project in his state, but there really was no need. Harumine could tell where to aim without being told. The link wasn’t as good as before, but—

“Uh?” Harumine could feel it. “Aaa… ahhhhhh—” He ejaculated. He stared at Kagesawa who was still in after shakes, then at himself in dismay. “Ah, haah… what the hell…”

Kagesawa burst out laughing.

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