"Aftermath of Excess"

Mitsuba's eyes widened in horror as the reality of the previous night's events sunk in, his gaze fixed on the cum-stained sheets and his own sticky, white-covered skin. "What are we...?" he started to stammer, but his words trailed off into a shocked yell. "F-FUCK MY ASS!" he exclaimed, his face contorting in a mixture of discomfort and distress. Kou's eyes snapped towards Mitsuba, a look of alarm on his face. "Mitsuba, are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. Mitsuba's response was a whine, his back arching and his nipples hardening as he clutched at his stomach. "Holy shit, how many times did you cum inside me, Kou? I'm... it's like if a gallon of milk got poured inside and outside of me~! F-fuck! My inside, dude..," he moaned, his hands grasping at his abdomen as if trying to contain the sheer amount of cum that seemed to be leaking out of him. Kou's face turned bright red with embarrassment, but he couldn't help but laugh at Mitsuba's dramatic reaction. "I... uh... I'm sorry, Mitsuba," he stammered, trying to apologize but unable to help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. Mitsuba's eyes flashed towards Kou, a look of mock anger on his face. "You think this is funny, Kou? You think it's okay to just fill me up with your cum like I'm some kind of cum-filled piñata?" he exclaimed, his voice rising in indignation. Kou held up his hands in a defensive gesture, still chuckling. "No, no, Mitsuba, I didn't mean it like that. I just... I got caught up in the moment, and... and I didn't realize...," he trailed off, his face still flushed with embarrassment. Mitsuba's expression softened slightly, his anger giving way to a mixture of discomfort and vulnerability. "I know, Kou," he said, his voice a little quieter. "I just... I don't know if I can handle this. I mean, I'm still trying to wrap my head around what happened last night." Kou's expression turned serious, his eyes locking onto Mitsuba's. "We're in this together, Mitsuba," he said, his voice firm. "We'll figure it out, okay?" Mitsuba nodded slowly, his eyes still fixed on Kou's. "Okay," he whispered, his voice barely audible. As they sat there, the tension between them began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of tentative understanding. They knew that they had a long way to go, but for now, they just sat there, wrapped in the sticky, cum-filled aftermath of their passion.