Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.
There’s no way he’ll last, not with this gorgeous man pliant and fucked out thanks to him. HIM! It’s insane, Techie can’t even believe it. He’s a man possessed as he gives another few frenzied thrusts and then spills himself deep inside, helped along by Dopheld’s post-orgasm clenches and twitches.
However… Techie purposely left no claiming mark.
He pants over Dopheld for a few moments, eyes closed and lips parted as he catches his breath. Then he rolls over and off the omega.