[ There is a a very soft almost cruel chuckle that comes from under his breath—and it's not anything even close to being related to finding Gilgamesh's state of being amusing. It is quite a sight, but if any others would find reason to be proud of getting Gilgamesh to such a position or be further encouraged by it... Masamune is not either. Gilgamesh is the only one Masamune could ever argue has provided a sexual encounter that the young warlord would seek out on his own. That says an incredible amount. Really, he likes the high, really likes both sides of Gilgamesh he's seen so far sexually. It's all lovely, all good pleasurable enjoyment that one could drown themselves into willingly.
But, he realizes by the way Gilgamesh twists himself, the way he clings to Masamune with legs clamped around him tight and dragging him closer that don't allow for escape. Masamune has very little experience overall, but he can certainly tell just by comparing what he remembers of Gilgamesh's touches (someone far far beyond the definition of experienced): it's impossible THIS could all be made as pleasant as he's watching his partner experience m for anyone. Except Gilgamesh.
He's sensitive and reactive in physical form, regardless of his behavior. Masamune has not been fucking Gilgamesh so much as Gilgamesh is using him as an automated fuck toy for his pleasures. Which means, as far as Masamune would believe, he can and does achieve this or more with little assistance from the partner and therefore the choice matters very little. It's actually quite fine with Masamune, the king can use him however he sees fit for this as he agreed to it and he also receives great pleasure alongside it. Not as much as the king, but plenty more than enough.
(But...) ]
Ah, okay... [ he leans in just a little, bringing the hand that had been touching the one beneath between the legs to Gilgamesh's mouth now, wiping off the sex fluids slicked on his fingers by smearing them against the other's lips. He absolutely gets it now. So he knows that, to Gilgamesh, no one would taste better than his very self.
It's now that the dragon changes his tactics, working to amplify Gilgamesh's own efforts to get himself off rather than independent decide to execute his own. It's certainly not going to be perfect as things are already in motion, but as this one learns incredibly quickly (dragons are awfully observant when they wish to be), there will be an extra something that makes it suddenly even easier for the king to move and get the best range of pleasure for the circumstances. In short, he makes it so it's even more rewarding to the other, knowing he'll have the best way to get himself off. For what it's worth, he really makes an effort to have Gilgamesh achieve as much pleasure as is possible.
It's strange, though, he think, because he'd assumed from the way the other spoke to him earlier, that the king felt the one controlling everything would be in the dominant leading position regardless. He even reiterated the suggestion while preparing Masamune to fuck Jim. Since he doubts this is a unique situation... then Gilgamesh was well aware all along how he wanted this to go from the beginning. ]
If you just told me this's how you wanted to do to begin with, I would have gladly saved you your efforts.
[ he talks not particularly loud and in huffs that are split up words, quite focused on trying to follow Gilgamesh's movements to complement them for the best result.
If this was how it was to be done all along, though, what was the point of 'training' and demonstrating and such words continuously reasserting this or that—
( "Call me your king and I would make you my dragon." )
—wai—
Masamune gasps rather suddenly with the execution of one particular thrust, along with Gilgamesh's sounds and writhing and clinging and everything else overwhelming him, and cringes as he feels himself climax for the second time within the hour. The pleasure he gets he almost can't enjoy, though, because even as it clouds his mind and makes him feel weak, he feels that weird ache of orgasming again in such a short period of time. Even so, all he focus on is one thought over and over.
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But, he realizes by the way Gilgamesh twists himself, the way he clings to Masamune with legs clamped around him tight and dragging him closer that don't allow for escape. Masamune has very little experience overall, but he can certainly tell just by comparing what he remembers of Gilgamesh's touches (someone far far beyond the definition of experienced): it's impossible THIS could all be made as pleasant as he's watching his partner experience m for anyone. Except Gilgamesh.
He's sensitive and reactive in physical form, regardless of his behavior. Masamune has not been fucking Gilgamesh so much as Gilgamesh is using him as an automated fuck toy for his pleasures. Which means, as far as Masamune would believe, he can and does achieve this or more with little assistance from the partner and therefore the choice matters very little. It's actually quite fine with Masamune, the king can use him however he sees fit for this as he agreed to it and he also receives great pleasure alongside it. Not as much as the king, but plenty more than enough.
(But...) ]
Ah, okay... [ he leans in just a little, bringing the hand that had been touching the one beneath between the legs to Gilgamesh's mouth now, wiping off the sex fluids slicked on his fingers by smearing them against the other's lips. He absolutely gets it now. So he knows that, to Gilgamesh, no one would taste better than his very self.
It's now that the dragon changes his tactics, working to amplify Gilgamesh's own efforts to get himself off rather than independent decide to execute his own. It's certainly not going to be perfect as things are already in motion, but as this one learns incredibly quickly (dragons are awfully observant when they wish to be), there will be an extra something that makes it suddenly even easier for the king to move and get the best range of pleasure for the circumstances. In short, he makes it so it's even more rewarding to the other, knowing he'll have the best way to get himself off. For what it's worth, he really makes an effort to have Gilgamesh achieve as much pleasure as is possible.
It's strange, though, he think, because he'd assumed from the way the other spoke to him earlier, that the king felt the one controlling everything would be in the dominant leading position regardless. He even reiterated the suggestion while preparing Masamune to fuck Jim. Since he doubts this is a unique situation... then Gilgamesh was well aware all along how he wanted this to go from the beginning. ]
If you just told me this's how you wanted to do to begin with, I would have gladly saved you your efforts.
[ he talks not particularly loud and in huffs that are split up words, quite focused on trying to follow Gilgamesh's movements to complement them for the best result.
If this was how it was to be done all along, though, what was the point of 'training' and demonstrating and such words continuously reasserting this or that—
( "Call me your king and I would make you my dragon." )
—wai—
Masamune gasps rather suddenly with the execution of one particular thrust, along with Gilgamesh's sounds and writhing and clinging and everything else overwhelming him, and cringes as he feels himself climax for the second time within the hour. The pleasure he gets he almost can't enjoy, though, because even as it clouds his mind and makes him feel weak, he feels that weird ache of orgasming again in such a short period of time. Even so, all he focus on is one thought over and over.
What was I thinking? ]