When Byakuran pressed down hard against his prostate, Shouichi couldn't hold back. His own body's reactions were out of his control as he broke the kiss, groaning out loud into the cold air of Byakuran's office. Although it wasn't soundproofed specifically for this purpose, it was a good thing that it was. Shouichi could be rather loud and shameless when he was lost in pleasure.

"Byakuran-san..nnn...now."

Shouichi let go off their cocks in favor of fully lying back down on the couch, spreading his legs and bracing his feet against the leather. Basically offering himself to the man before him, the blush high on his cheeks and his chest also red underneath the shirt he still wore.