Hearts Intertwined By Fire

During one their routine private times, Musashi uses multiple methods to pleasure Nyarth, whether he agrees with it or not.

They had done this countless times before but he still let out a sharp, pain-filled gasp as she slipped it inside of him, his breaths coming in heavy and ragged as he forcefully fought the tears threatening his eyes. A whimper slipped out of his throat as he began to adjust to the intrusion, despite his will for it to not come out at all.

Tilting his head back, he met the gentle and loving eyes of his lover, who had reached her hand down to his slightly hardened member and began to rub it carefully. Immediately, he let out a soft and quiet moan, his eyes shutting and his tail flicking slightly from it's awkward position on the floor besides him.

"Oh, you like that, don't you Nyarth?" she asked quietly, her tone seductive as she continued to rub him. Suddenly, she began to gently stroke his hardened member, making his breath hitch in anticipation.

Swallowing a growing moan in his throat, he forced the words out. "Y-Yes, Musashi" his voice lacking the spark that held his accent.

Slowing the stroking of her hand, she carefully traced her other hand alongside his charm to which he let his body shiver underneath her gentle touch.