[ There's it is. He can't help the contented look as he moves onto Izō's other nipple. Teeth sink into the flesh around it, another mark left in Ryouma's wake. He continues down Izō’s body, lavishing attention over his stomach, down to the curve of his hip where he bites again.
Little darks marks form a constellation of sorts down his body, continuing to his thighs. Ryouma has the courtesy to start stroking Izō’s cock as he busies himself marking up his inner thighs. Slow, practiced, and loving, all of this is to make Izō feel adored. It's all just an expression of Ryouma’s love for him. ]
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Little darks marks form a constellation of sorts down his body, continuing to his thighs. Ryouma has the courtesy to start stroking Izō’s cock as he busies himself marking up his inner thighs. Slow, practiced, and loving, all of this is to make Izō feel adored. It's all just an expression of Ryouma’s love for him. ]