92 Chapter 89. Sensitivity (M)

"Ahh..." Zein bit his lips, half holding back a laugh and half restraining moans.

Yeah, he truly underestimated the esper. 

To be precise, he underestimated that godly tongue.

It was fine at the start, watching Bassena relaxedly use his mouth to undo his pants. How the hell the esper could do that, Zein had no idea. But it was quite interesting--perhaps he'd know if the lighting was a bit better. The next thing he knew, he felt a slight breeze upon his pelvis as his pants opened.

Was the man trying to brag? He didn't stop there, continued using his mouth to pull the black underwear down, showing Zein's half-hard member. 

Zein sighed slightly at the coldness assaulting his skin suddenly. Bassena did not immediately play with the guide's genitals though, pressing his lips on the flesh above, the slight expanse of fair skin from the gap between the black uniform.