[ Masamune lets him fuck his hand for that friction. In fact, for the moment he even changes the way he caresses the other, curling his hand in to create a tighter circle about his length to add to the sensation. When Gilgamesh thrusts up, the young warlord pushes down the cock's length. When he rears back, Masamune's hand rises, sometimes only an inch from the head before meeting the king once more. Sometimes, too, in an unpredictable pattern, he squeezes about it as it thrusts back fully into his fingers again.
And even rarer, when he squeezes, he bites again at the neck where the human pulse can normally be felt as the artery is so close to the flesh. He doesn't bite anywhere near hard enough to break the skin, just have the Servant really be able to feel practically from beneath it.
The sounds Gilgamesh makes are welcome, too, and he encourages them with whispered compliments (even if he knows he doesn't need to encourage the other). ]
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And even rarer, when he squeezes, he bites again at the neck where the human pulse can normally be felt as the artery is so close to the flesh. He doesn't bite anywhere near hard enough to break the skin, just have the Servant really be able to feel practically from beneath it.
The sounds Gilgamesh makes are welcome, too, and he encourages them with whispered compliments (even if he knows he doesn't need to encourage the other). ]