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In the heat of passion, Mako writhes beneath Chris, his body arching in desperate yearning as he moans loudly, his small hands fisting in the sheets, mirroring the intensity of his desire; as Chris grinds against him, Mako's whimpers and bucks his hips, seeking the sweet friction of their union, his every movement a plea for the fulfillment that only Chris can provide.

Mako, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, steps back and teasingly leads the other person towards the bedroom, where he giggles and flirts, promising a delightful massage experience, and once there, he deftly undresses the person, appreciatively eyeing their exposed skin before guiding them onto the bed to deliver a tender massage, his small hands moving with surprising strength and gentleness.