πππππ πππππππππ now being revealed, as while they were kissing, other hand would be taking off Enmuβs own pants to reveal his lower region, as it was poking against the others stomach, still keeping the kiss going.
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Before he knew it, Enmu had leaned in and pressed his lips to Ruiβs. Putting the younger demon into a kiss, their lips locked.
In moments, it became sloppier. More heated as their tongues began to swirl and saliva was swapped. All with his hand still on Ruiβs ass.
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β Good! β
Enmu already connecting their lips with the other lower moon, as it slowly but surely turnt into a makeout session, using their tongue rigorously against theirs. π₯°
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Enmuβs grip was rough. Hungrily groping and kneading the young demonβs πππππ πππππ ππππππ. It was making Rui lose focus. Only the thin, sweaty fabric of his kimono blocking the contact of skin.
β β β Y β Yeah β¦ we can do that, Enmu - dono. β π΅βπ«
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β Hm, hm. I would assume so! How about we have some time to bond with one another no? β
Enmu would lick his lips, as he finished that sentence, digits still sinked into thick flesh of Rui.
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β β β Muzan - sama has taken a liking to me, what can I say .α£ β
Speaking casually even as the higher ranked Lower Moonβs hand kneading the boyβs ass. Digits sunk deeper into the thick flesh through his kimono.
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β Rui-san, I missed you! How have you been? Thought I was the only Loser Moon left, guess not! β
And already sinking digits straight into their πππππ-ππππ πππππππππππ, as a smile was kept on their face.
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Looking back to the Lower One, his hands fondling the young demonβs πππππ π ππππππππππ that stretched the fabric of his web-patterned kimono.
β β β β¦ Enmu - dono. β
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He missed them! They should catch up.
Donβt mind them getting close and rubbing their hands on the others πππππ ππππππ-ππππππ πππππ.