You're hard to impress, so I had to make sure I was fit for the challenge. [ The way Akechi's voice has dropped into that pitchy, breathy nightmare is absolutely addictive to Akira, but he knows better than to keep pushing too hard when it comes to this when they're both still relatively inexperienced.
It's one more cut and then he can peel away the layer of Akechi's outfit like makeshift pants, which he does. He peels it down, waits until Akechi's cock is exposed, and then leans up to lick from his thigh to his hip, the taste of blood and sweat on his tongue and the red color smearing across Akechi's skin like one of Yusuke's paintings. ]
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It's one more cut and then he can peel away the layer of Akechi's outfit like makeshift pants, which he does. He peels it down, waits until Akechi's cock is exposed, and then leans up to lick from his thigh to his hip, the taste of blood and sweat on his tongue and the red color smearing across Akechi's skin like one of Yusuke's paintings. ]