[That shut him up. While he's enjoying it himself, the true fun is playing Neku's body like a finely tuned fiddle. Just to get him to tremble again like that, flush against his soul, he circle Neku's thumb over the muscles in little circles, his voice dropping lower.]
Thinka all the times I coulda come in here an' played widchu an' you wouldn't have minded! Damn yo, gotta make up for it!
[Moving the fingers back up, Beat hovers them near Neku's mouth.]
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Thinka all the times I coulda come in here an' played widchu an' you wouldn't have minded! Damn yo, gotta make up for it!
[Moving the fingers back up, Beat hovers them near Neku's mouth.]
Suck these too.