[ This part has always made Ren hold his breath. The discomfort of being penetrated is passing, a brief roadbump on the way to great heights, but to someone who didn't make connections easily - to Ren the intimacy of the moment was almost too much to bear. Their resident detective frequently and bitterly accuses that everything comes easy to Ren. And on its face the idea that it's difficult for him to connect to others is patently ridiculous, but that's only if it's looked at from the end of the road, not the beginning. Relationships of convenience worked for him, they allowed him to keep a distance and ward off wounds that would cut too deep. That was the idea at least, being shipped off to the big city and told to swim or sink.
The nature of Duplicity encourages this behavior, and to date he hasn't let anyone outside of his tight, small circle of friends (and frenemies) have the upper hand like this, wild, drugged orgies or no. He could count on one hand the number of people that Ren has allowed inside him, and he could count on two fingers the number of those that he's given complete control to in bed, and Yusuke is one.
So yes, the feel of it still shocks, it still feels so much more immediate than he's used to, which is why Ren holds on for dear life while Yusuke splits him open inch by inch. When his movement stops, Ren breathes out slowly, kisses as dazing as they are a welcome distraction. He's so damn full that he can hardly stand it, reaching down with his tacky hand to jerk himself back to attention, Yusuke's praise coming to him as though from a dream. ]
No, you're - ah, damn. You're just starting, Yusuke.
[ As little as Yusuke moves, he does seem to strike a chord deep within Ren that makes him shudder around his cock, a harsh groan filling the bedroom as the hand in Yusuke's hair tightens. ]
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The nature of Duplicity encourages this behavior, and to date he hasn't let anyone outside of his tight, small circle of friends (and frenemies) have the upper hand like this, wild, drugged orgies or no. He could count on one hand the number of people that Ren has allowed inside him, and he could count on two fingers the number of those that he's given complete control to in bed, and Yusuke is one.
So yes, the feel of it still shocks, it still feels so much more immediate than he's used to, which is why Ren holds on for dear life while Yusuke splits him open inch by inch. When his movement stops, Ren breathes out slowly, kisses as dazing as they are a welcome distraction. He's so damn full that he can hardly stand it, reaching down with his tacky hand to jerk himself back to attention, Yusuke's praise coming to him as though from a dream. ]
No, you're - ah, damn. You're just starting, Yusuke.
[ As little as Yusuke moves, he does seem to strike a chord deep within Ren that makes him shudder around his cock, a harsh groan filling the bedroom as the hand in Yusuke's hair tightens. ]
And big. God I'm not gonna last long...