[Takatora would never expect Basco to respond well to an order, but if it ever became necessarily he wouldn't hold back. Takatora is used to being a person whose orders are respected and followed.
Takatora moves his hand over Basco's, milking him through his orgasm mostly on autopilot; the sudden squeeze of muscles around his cock reminds him all too sharply of his cock when it was further down Basco's throat than was wise, and he feels like he's coming almost instantly after Basco did, a sharp cry leaving his throat. He keeps moving though, somehow he can't bring himself to stop just yet.]
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Takatora moves his hand over Basco's, milking him through his orgasm mostly on autopilot; the sudden squeeze of muscles around his cock reminds him all too sharply of his cock when it was further down Basco's throat than was wise, and he feels like he's coming almost instantly after Basco did, a sharp cry leaving his throat. He keeps moving though, somehow he can't bring himself to stop just yet.]