[There is a moment a confusion on Ichigo’s part when Mikazuki suddenly holds him still...]
Mi-
[... yet before he can process what’s happening, he finds himself on his back with Mikazuki eagerly plowing into him. His fingers tightly grip Mikazuki’s hands, fingernails digging into his skin as he cries out freely with each thrust, no longer caring if anyone else heard him.]
Mi-Mikazuki...
[Then all of a sudden, he arches his back towards Mikazuki with an even louder cry as his body tightens with spasms of pleasure.]
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Mi-
[... yet before he can process what’s happening, he finds himself on his back with Mikazuki eagerly plowing into him. His fingers tightly grip Mikazuki’s hands, fingernails digging into his skin as he cries out freely with each thrust, no longer caring if anyone else heard him.]
Mi-Mikazuki...
[Then all of a sudden, he arches his back towards Mikazuki with an even louder cry as his body tightens with spasms of pleasure.]