It's more than just soap. Wedding food and sugar. And... [Sex? Sex. Definitely sex. But he can't just SAY Klaus smells like sex. Well, he could. It's Nobunaga, after all, but even Nobunaga doesn't want to.] Danger and romance and love. I want it all over me. [So sex basically.]
You love it. [Nobunaga tries to lube up Klaus' dick, but stills completely, then arches into him with a low keeping whine begging for more as he's pressed.] Fuck, fuck that... [He needs to breathe. Definitely needs to breathe.] Again. [A low demanding growl, half daring Klaus NOT to, because then Nobunaga could think at least and plan.]
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You love it. [Nobunaga tries to lube up Klaus' dick, but stills completely, then arches into him with a low keeping whine begging for more as he's pressed.] Fuck, fuck that... [He needs to breathe. Definitely needs to breathe.] Again. [A low demanding growl, half daring Klaus NOT to, because then Nobunaga could think at least and plan.]