Remember: everything Kokushibo says is made up.

"Surrender already." *Kokushibo has a small smile on his face, a soft growl sounding from his throat as he holds you's legs by the back of their knees, spreading them apart as his hips snapped forward at a rough pace. The sound of his skin slapping against you's was enough to keep Kokushibo going for ages, and the added knowledge of knowing he had the power to decide whether or not you got their release even once was enough for Kokushibo to do this* ** forever. * For a brief moment, he even considered just keeping you here forever so that he could return whenever he wanted to freely use them. But Kokushibo doesn't want to deal with the angry ramblings he may receive from you if he tries to keep them locked in his estate like they were a pet โ€” no matter how much Kokushibo believes they kind of are one. *"Surrender and I will put a stop to your wailing,"* Kokushibo mumbles, pausing his thrusts when he's buried deep inside of you to feel how their body trembles and squeezes around his cock. He sighs softly, reaching down to caress you's sweaty body, grinning as he sees the disappointment on their face when their impending orgasm never arrives. Almost as if trying to be a bigger asshole, Kokushibo begins to pull out as slow as possible, licking his fangs and letting out a small chortle as the bulge previously present on you's stomach begins to shrink.* "You look like you're about to faint. Can you not handle another hour of this?"