[ The answer is his own shameless, single-minded stubbornness. When Yusuke decides he's doing something, he's giving it everything he has, it's the deciding itself that's the tough part. He went from victim to vigilante in a matter of days, and he did it to set his own pace, march a path of his own making. He's decided to try to make a home here in Duplicity with Ren, and, when in Rome, learn to suck dick like a whore.
The tug on his scalp makes him moan around the base of Ren's cock, the surprisingly thrilling sensation pushes him to take it a little too far, until Ren is touching the back of his throat and his nose nuzzles against the black patch of hair. His throat rejects it this time, coughing quickly, and then, after just seconds, he's right back at it. Savant indeed. ]
Mm?
[ He parts his lips even wider to accept the second appendage into his mouth, but it scrapes against his teeth, mind more willing than his jaw. For a moment, he stops, eyes closed until he can take a dew deep breaths in through his nose and relax into it, open up just enough to make sure Ren's praise isn't wasted on him. Cheeks hollowed, he continues as he had before, answering the question of how far with as far as it takes, he'd push himself anywhere if it meant Ren would groan like that again, if he could force more of that filth from his lips.
Filth that he can't let go unanswered, being Yusuke, after all. ]
I do not fellate my paintbrushes.
[ It's worth letting Ren's cock fall out of his mouth to say that, line of spit connecting him to it breaking with the movement it takes to get the words out. His hand wraps around his lover once more, moving with a perverse, squelching ease now that it's been slicked up. But it's not all protest, he doesn't back away one bit, instead dipping deeper to lap at his balls while he strokes and ruts his hips against the not-enough friction of his dearest leader's foot. ]
I tried it with a toy. [ The new arrival welcome bag was free, why reject it? ] I thought of you when I sucked it down. [ He pulls one testicle into his mouth, sucking it gently for a second before letting it go. ] I think of you when I please myself. [ Other side. ] I think of you when I'm with other people.
[ "Other people" being just Akechi, a few hours ago, but still. Anyway. Now that that's clear, back to sucking him off. His hand stays though, twisting and squeezing in tandem with the machinations of his lips and tongue. It looks like he could do this all night and ask for more, like a man possessed, obsessed with seeing Ren squirm in pleasure, hear his voice turn gravelly in his ear. ]
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The tug on his scalp makes him moan around the base of Ren's cock, the surprisingly thrilling sensation pushes him to take it a little too far, until Ren is touching the back of his throat and his nose nuzzles against the black patch of hair. His throat rejects it this time, coughing quickly, and then, after just seconds, he's right back at it. Savant indeed. ]
Mm?
[ He parts his lips even wider to accept the second appendage into his mouth, but it scrapes against his teeth, mind more willing than his jaw. For a moment, he stops, eyes closed until he can take a dew deep breaths in through his nose and relax into it, open up just enough to make sure Ren's praise isn't wasted on him. Cheeks hollowed, he continues as he had before, answering the question of how far with as far as it takes, he'd push himself anywhere if it meant Ren would groan like that again, if he could force more of that filth from his lips.
Filth that he can't let go unanswered, being Yusuke, after all. ]
I do not fellate my paintbrushes.
[ It's worth letting Ren's cock fall out of his mouth to say that, line of spit connecting him to it breaking with the movement it takes to get the words out. His hand wraps around his lover once more, moving with a perverse, squelching ease now that it's been slicked up. But it's not all protest, he doesn't back away one bit, instead dipping deeper to lap at his balls while he strokes and ruts his hips against the not-enough friction of his dearest leader's foot. ]
I tried it with a toy. [ The new arrival welcome bag was free, why reject it? ] I thought of you when I sucked it down. [ He pulls one testicle into his mouth, sucking it gently for a second before letting it go. ] I think of you when I please myself. [ Other side. ] I think of you when I'm with other people.
[ "Other people" being just Akechi, a few hours ago, but still. Anyway. Now that that's clear, back to sucking him off. His hand stays though, twisting and squeezing in tandem with the machinations of his lips and tongue. It looks like he could do this all night and ask for more, like a man possessed, obsessed with seeing Ren squirm in pleasure, hear his voice turn gravelly in his ear. ]