(The noises Squalo makes are music to his ears, sounds he so seldom hears, and from Squalo, they sound just as sweet and alluring as the screams of the damned. Look at that.
Squalo's hair is so pretty, long and silver, stained with red and it just fits so nicely in Feitan's grip as he pulls, trying to get Squalo to go even louder with all his being. He'll even clench as much as he can around the cock, a hand reaching for Squalo's ass and pulling it towards him, wordlessly begging for more as Feitan gets lost in the feeling of being filled up.
It's been too long for Feitan, he might not be able to delay his climax too much, not when he wraps his hands around his AVERAGE SIZED cock to stroke in the same pace and fashion as the cock inside him. The other hand is supporting his weight, claws sinking into the muscle of Squalo's shoulder as he uses it to help him move. It will sting like a motherfucker later, but it's a good little revenge for the bites and the blood Feitan's shed.
The new one makes him gasp, moaning higher pitched than normal, more in pair with his giggle than with any other sound he makes. He'll pull on the hair again, as to force Squalo to look at him, witness him for a second before he'll attack lips in starved fashion.)
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Squalo's hair is so pretty, long and silver, stained with red and it just fits so nicely in Feitan's grip as he pulls, trying to get Squalo to go even louder with all his being. He'll even clench as much as he can around the cock, a hand reaching for Squalo's ass and pulling it towards him, wordlessly begging for more as Feitan gets lost in the feeling of being filled up.
It's been too long for Feitan, he might not be able to delay his climax too much, not when he wraps his hands around his AVERAGE SIZED cock to stroke in the same pace and fashion as the cock inside him. The other hand is supporting his weight, claws sinking into the muscle of Squalo's shoulder as he uses it to help him move. It will sting like a motherfucker later, but it's a good little revenge for the bites and the blood Feitan's shed.
The new one makes him gasp, moaning higher pitched than normal, more in pair with his giggle than with any other sound he makes. He'll pull on the hair again, as to force Squalo to look at him, witness him for a second before he'll attack lips in starved fashion.)