'Ch-chin up, honey ' ' Geto 's drunkenly half-lidded stare sticks to you like a

greedy

second skin. And it makes him

snicker,

curling his thick fingers around your neck to

force

your glassy eyes upwards. 'Let the camera see that

hah-

pretty face of yours. '

You mewl, batting your teary lashes up at his towering figure. Pretty glossed lips pressing the most sinful French kisses up his sensitive shaft, 'Like

this,

Sugu? '

And

god,

that makes him throw his head back with a

whimper.

It makes him dredge up everything left of his sanity to remember those next few lines of his, praying that those babbling messes of his groans pick up on the microphones.

'Y-

yeah,

got that right. ' he jostles his muscular thighs even more heavily manspread, baring you with a sopping wet swipe of his angry tip against your pout. Poking the bulbous curve of his cool metal piercing

just