[ He swallows every bit of it, using his tongue to milk any remnants out. After he's sure he's gotten all of it, Izō backs off to wipe his face on his arm. He looks a little more presentable now, more or less. ]
...Whatcha think? Good enough?
[ Please let it be good enough. He's desperately seeking validation here -- and maybe some relief for himself. He can't help but press a hand to his own still-clothed erection. There's not an ounce of shame to be found in this man. ]
whatever works, right?
...Whatcha think? Good enough?
[ Please let it be good enough. He's desperately seeking validation here -- and maybe some relief for himself. He can't help but press a hand to his own still-clothed erection. There's not an ounce of shame to be found in this man. ]