Justin let out a feeble whimper. There was something lovely about Giriko's voice that compelled him to listen to the... Request? Order? But his damn pride got in the way and he kept his vocalizations fairly quiet, minus the occasional accidental shout that sounded suspiciously like some part of Giriko's name.

He squirmed against the sheets, clutching to Giriko's shoulders desperately. Giriko's ministrations finally managed to wrench a scream from Justin as he came, still holding Giriko desperately as he rode out his orgasm.