His gaze flicks down to Aoba's cock, tempted only hypothetically to touch it again, and he gives Aoba's hip a little stroke with his fingers. Luxaela himself is still half-hard, the knot having receded and part of his coil retracted into his body.
He sits back a bit to handle it himself, letting it literally wrap around his hand as he strokes himself a little hesitantly. Remembering Aoba's orgasm has him shivering, and he peers up at the human with a somewhat listless gaze.
"Sorry, I'm still-- seeing your pleasure was way too hot."
Leaning back, he shoves a couple of fingers into his arousal-softened ovivent, and bites on his lip in order to keep quiet, only to hum when the taste of Aoba's cum touches his tongue again.
Eagerly, his coil starts to evert again, the need to chase one more, or even several more, orgasms nagging at the base of his brain.
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His gaze flicks down to Aoba's cock, tempted only hypothetically to touch it again, and he gives Aoba's hip a little stroke with his fingers. Luxaela himself is still half-hard, the knot having receded and part of his coil retracted into his body.
He sits back a bit to handle it himself, letting it literally wrap around his hand as he strokes himself a little hesitantly. Remembering Aoba's orgasm has him shivering, and he peers up at the human with a somewhat listless gaze.
"Sorry, I'm still-- seeing your pleasure was way too hot."
Leaning back, he shoves a couple of fingers into his arousal-softened ovivent, and bites on his lip in order to keep quiet, only to hum when the taste of Aoba's cum touches his tongue again.
Eagerly, his coil starts to evert again, the need to chase one more, or even several more, orgasms nagging at the base of his brain.