Taiga lapped a flat tongue from the top of his cock, up his abs and to his neck, as he straightened and easily slid into Aoi's lap. Taiga was smaller like this, endearing. He looked into Aoi's eyes and wasted no time in sliding Aoi's cock into the surprisingly tight confines of his ass, a low moan leaving his lips. He sunk down, his gorgeous ass swallowing Aoi's cock to the hilt, and easily rode him, his own cock hanging flaccid as it rarely was with a client.<br/><br/>He moaned, low and long, feeling the scrape of the metal at the man's flared head. But he'd had pierced men before, and had no issue taking him in deep. He kept his weight off of Aoi but rocked him into him, a real treat splayed in Aoi's lap like the whore he was.<br/><br/>As he bucked their hips together, his hands patterned a massage on Aoi's neck and shoulders, keeping him relaxed, comfortable, as much as possible. Taiga was under no illusions. This was hardly about him.