The pulsing continued and swelling of the vine stopped, only to have the pleasure keep going. His hand rubbed Kinjo's ass, gently and fondly. His own pleasure stopping the darkness in him as well as his curiosity to see how it went if he was gentle. Which would make Kinjo feel terrible. So this idea was a good one. The vine in Kinjo's ass was a muscle, a naked muscle that he could use for nearly anything. Each suck made by Kinjo made James moan and each tensing of the boy's bud made him moan deeper. Though he sharply twitched as Kinjo dug his nails into his thighs, the slight pain mixed with the pleasure he was getting made him buck a little into Kinjo. James purred, moving the vine out of Kinjo's ass, he was ready to soon take Kinjo with his throbbing dick. Moving out of Kinjo's mouth slowly and when done he shivered, getting on his knees to stoke Kinjo's cheek as the vine finished going back into his arm, "Now for the finisher." He said with a grin. Pulling and pushing so Kinjo would flip around hopefully so he could steal his clothes and rape him again.