[ Hong Kong dissolves into pants and gasps, stroking himself with unabashed surety as he moves his hips into Japan's thrusts. It feels so good. He doesn't even realize that he's still calling Japan's name, murmuring it repeatedly as if it's the only thing keeping him tethered to this earth. Even Japan's gaze is lost on him, conscious only of the world of pleasure. Gradually his cries become more and more choked off and finally he arches, pressing his hips against Japan even as his hand tightens around his own dick. Whole body tightening he comes with a raw shout, staying like that for several minutes before collapsing limply back against the table. ]
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Ah... Ahn... g-... good...