[ . . . Yeah, he should do a show of force. This was so, so pleasurable. He was moaning and gripping the sides of her head. But even if it was a pleasure to watch Nariko go at this and to feel the result of it, Yamato was rapidly finding that he got off on shows of dominance, to show that the other would be willing to be submissive to him. While he was gentle - especially as compared to Masaomi - sometimes in appeasing that kink of his he could be unreasonable.

And as such, even if it's not necessarily in his interest to do so depending on how you look at it, he whispers to Nariko, ]

Nariko... take- me out of your mouth, and then lick every - centimeter of it. Like a popsicle.

[ There! ... As Olivia narrows her eyes at that, and stomps her foot, turning her gaze to glare at Yamato. She... she!! She can't remain quiet anymore- ]

What you're that fucking all that just because your cock's some mammoth titan band shit?!