[ Perhaps that moan was all he needed. Another few pumps after, he's heaving out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He pulls away from the kiss, eyes closing as his cock throbs in Grell's hand. He'd wished not to tarnish his trousers, but that seems inevitable now. It's been quite some time, as is obvious by the amount of cum that coats her hand, dripping down to his pants. ]
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