[Osomatsu can't take his eyes off him at first. he watches him with wonder and awe, hearts in his eyes, like he's love-struck. this is better than he could have hoped for, having a lover. the original Osomatsu was probably back home and bemoaning his virgin life. and here he was, here he'd suffered greatly, and now he had Franciscus all to himself.
thinking like that, Osomatsu tilts his head back, grunting with each thrust. every now and then, Franciscus will brush up against that spot, and Osomatsu's fingers tighten in his arms. it feels good!]
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thinking like that, Osomatsu tilts his head back, grunting with each thrust. every now and then, Franciscus will brush up against that spot, and Osomatsu's fingers tighten in his arms. it feels good!]
Nnnh.