[There's no reason to feel guilty at all, in Chuuya's opinion. This is what he was after, and when he feels Akutagawa come, he swallows without hesitation, letting it all spill onto his tongue and down his throat. His eyes are closed in that moment. He's always found this part satisfying.
He pulls back slowly, licks Akutagawa clean, and then focuses on himself. He's close enough already, so it won't take long - his hand speeds up, and his breathing gets a little ragged, or maybe that part just wasn't noticeable before with his mouth full. He squeezes his hand a little tighter on the next stroke, and then he's coming, spilling onto the floor in front of him.
He's just going to sit back on his heels and give himself a second. He, at least, has no shame about any of this.]
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He pulls back slowly, licks Akutagawa clean, and then focuses on himself. He's close enough already, so it won't take long - his hand speeds up, and his breathing gets a little ragged, or maybe that part just wasn't noticeable before with his mouth full. He squeezes his hand a little tighter on the next stroke, and then he's coming, spilling onto the floor in front of him.
He's just going to sit back on his heels and give himself a second. He, at least, has no shame about any of this.]