[Those strained, heated curses are like music to Iwai's ears, especially when combined with the shivers wracking Ren's body once he's stretched wide open and full of Iwai's dick. Unexpectedly sexy as he may be, Ren's still a pretty boy, and he looks extra pretty splayed over the counter and struggling to breathe.

Should've gotten him to take his top off, though. Maybe they can still do that from this position?]

You earned it by bein' so fun to play with. [Iwai caresses one of Ren's battered ass cheeks affectionately.] Now hold your arms out behind you for a sec, I want that blazer off. And the shirt if we can work it. They're killin' the view.