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itto’s large arms were tied up above his head, he could easily break out of his ties but instead he decided to refrain in order to humour you. your tongue trailed up his abs and your hand went to squeeze one of his pectorals, your other hand went to squeeze his ass all to make sure no part of him was left unsqueezed or unlicked.
”pleaaase…” itto panted out, you had been finger fucking him for a little while now, making sure he was fully prepared to take your dick/strap.
“you’re so desperate, keep it down, whore.” you scolded him, grabbing a gag from your bedside table and shoving it in his mouth, rendering him physically speechless. your hand stroked his large dick, revelling in the way his back arched and he let out a muffled noise from underneath his gag.
you inserted your dick/strap into his hole, your hand never stopping the rhythm on his cock, and he was whining and moaning against the gag the entire time.
“well if you’re that desperate to make noise..” you huffed in faked annoyance, taking the gag out of his mouth, leaving behind a trial of spit.
as soon as itto noticed his mouth was free he was kissing you, moaning obnoxiously against your mouth, your thrusts sped up involuntarily and with each one his prostate was fucked dead on, he hooked his bound arms over your neck and a faint outline of your dick/strap could be seen on his abs.
“that’s me” you said proudly, placing your hand over the dent in his stomach. this sent him over the edge, painting both of your stomachs white. he let out a pretty moan, eyes rolling back and all energy spent.