Trystan moaned, unbelievably aroused by his scream of pleasure. He matched Haru's wild rythym perfectly, biting down at just the right time. Not hard enough to break skin, or cause any real pain, but just enough to make him cry out in ecstasy again. The hand massaging Naga's waist moved behind his back, rubbing at the spine to help convey the pleasurable feelings. The fox could feel himself getting hard again, whimpering as the blood rushed to his face. Then, curious, he growled, rumbling the head of Haru's member at the back of his throat.