[As much as Dionysus enjoys Ranpo's wails of pleasure, the mixed signals has him pausing with the smaller man's palm flat against his forehead, his eyes turned up and unsure like a pet that had been told their naughty for doing something they'd been permitted before. He lets the cock slide from his lips again, reluctantly, and he breathes a sigh over the sensitive skin before he lifts his head.]
Let's do something a little different then.
[It's a compromise; Ranpo clearly wants more, but obviously can't handle more attention to his cock right now. Dionysus shifts the thighs on his shoulders, though with the leg lock he has confidence they won't slide off when he lets go to pour oil over his fingers.]
Relax for me, I'll make you feel good.
[The god strokes his fingers up Ranpo's ass, following the crack until he reaches his hole. His touch is light first, just circling it to let him get used to it, but then he starts to push a digit into him. Dionysus turns his head, giving the cat boy's thigh a reassuring kiss.]
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Let's do something a little different then.
[It's a compromise; Ranpo clearly wants more, but obviously can't handle more attention to his cock right now. Dionysus shifts the thighs on his shoulders, though with the leg lock he has confidence they won't slide off when he lets go to pour oil over his fingers.]
Relax for me, I'll make you feel good.
[The god strokes his fingers up Ranpo's ass, following the crack until he reaches his hole. His touch is light first, just circling it to let him get used to it, but then he starts to push a digit into him. Dionysus turns his head, giving the cat boy's thigh a reassuring kiss.]