Mukuro lowers his gaze and watches his own hand move over the soft flesh. "Do you know what is even more beautiful?" He gives another much harsher squeeze and drag of the hand as he says, "The image of it inside of me."

His eyes are dark with lust as he lifts the back up to meet Xue Yang's. The hand working over them is experienced at the task, not neglecting a single inch as it moves. he rocks into the hand, against the other man. Being on top right now means he has more freedom of movement with his hips and he uses it.