"A-aah..!"
The shoutout couldn't really be taken for a complaint and it wasn't meant to be. Of course it did hurt. It always did. But not badly so, not enough to ask for Hayato to stop. Against popular beliefs Ryuutaro was not a glass doll after all.
This was close to sensory overload though. So much, so fast.
But it wasn't like he could complain. It only took a bit to get used to Hayato inside of him, this was far from their first time after all.
Ryuutaro's fingers gripped the fabric of the couch firmly as he pushed back against Hayato, trying to find sync with him.
He couldn't hold back in making noises anymore, from gasps to moans. Hayato's mouth on his neck, his body so close... Ryuutaro liked.