Hiyoshi peered up through his eyelashes as he licked his way gingerly up the cock in front of him.

He was sprawled back in his chair with his eyes closed. And he looked bored.

Dammit, Hiyoshi knew he was good at this. Everyone said so.

He tried swirling his tongue around the head, and was rewarded with a very soft gasp.

His partner brushed curly hair out of his eyes and smirked down at him.

“Very nice, Hiyoshi,” said Kirihara. “But…you still need practice.

“Don’t’ worry – I’m willing to sacrifice myself for your improvement.”

Hiyoshi twitched.