Taiga's knees cracked onto the wood. He winced and looked up into Mashi's face, his own quiet and focused. Taiga snorted, eying the erect dick. He wrapped his lips around it and slid it down into his throat, working up spit. He hawked and spat on it, laving it up nice and wet.<br/><br/>His fingers curled into his hole, deep inside with shocking aplomb, stretching himself all the way with quickness and proficiency. He got deep inside, to the farthest muscles, preparing himself to minimize the damage.<br/><br/>Spit would not be adequate. He would bleed.<br/><br/>But this wasn't the first time he'd taken an unlubed cock, and he could deal. He had his healing back, at least.<br/><br/>It's good to look at a partner, but Taiga didn't. This man wasn't paying him. He didn't need to give him the all-star ride.<br/><br/>Taiga didn't want to please him, and he didn't have to. He focused instead entirely on preparing himself and lubing up Mashi's cock to rape him.