I should be scared, some part of my brain mutters this, especially as the word Kaijin bleeds through the air. I don't rightly care. No one had ever filled me like this ever ridden me like this, this hard, this filling, this completely.

"Tell me later," I gasp out, as he bites at my shoulder. I gasp, I lick my lips, I moan. "Tell me a-after."

His hand seeks my own throbbing heat, and I find his grip, grabbing it as forcefully as I can manage and guiding it toward my dick. I wrap his and my hand around his, showing him the rhythm I need right now, complete with happy groans and bucking hips, the movement stunted slightly because he's... somehow... stuck inside me.

Once I think his hand is steady I move my own away so I can continue to scratch and claw at the table. I'm so close to climax it's insane, it's just my pride now that's keeping me from coming too soon.