With Damien sitting in a wide-legged position, Leonide faced him, kneeling and placing his hand over Damien's as he gripped Damien's penis.
"I'm just holding your hand, Master."
Yeah, that was what Damien had said earlier.
He wanted to punch his past self for that.
While Damien was at a loss for words, Leonide started moving his hand.
Ah... this doesn't feel like he's doing it himself at all.
Leonide was stroking at a completely different pace and strength, and it felt like he was the one being stroked by Leonide.
The "if I layer our hands, it's just the other person's hand" strategy had completely backfired.
As he was made to climax again, Leonide happily caught the semen on his face, scooping it up with his fingers to lick.
"Master's strange taste!"
Damien continued to convince himself that this wasn't cheating.
...He couldn't face Theo like this...
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