"Ow, shit," Sunny winced, his eyes squinting and lips pulled back in a grimace. Pulling his hair was completely unnecessary, and really painful at that. Feeling Zebra merely pull him back harsher, his hands in tight fists that tugged mercilessly at his sensitive hair, Sunny almost screamed. But to say that it wasn't at least a little bit arousing would be a lie, as the taut feeling of muscles rippling, even in Zebra's hands, was overpowering his senses as well as the smell of his spicy hands and the slightest pricking of sweat. If only he would be a little bit softer and maybe Sunny would actually feel more pleasure out of it. But it was Zebra's intentions to make him feel that grey area between pleasure and pain. It just drove Sunny up a wall every time he went that far.

"I know you like it," Zebra said, his breath coming out in small puffs as it grazed against Sunny's hair, igniting Sunny's senses. Sunny merely shivered, feeling one of Zebra's hands crawl harshly down to his crotch, gripping his cock with a semi-gentle fist and pumping like it was the end of the world tomorrow. Sunny actually did scream that time, feeling the dual senses of his hair being pulled and dick being pumped quickly. He hated to admit it, but if Zebra continued to do this then there was a pretty high chance of him cumming way too early. Sunny would be shocked if he came simply from this indirect touch. But, God, Zebra was doing that thing where he ripped Sunny's head back so that his head would rest against Zebra's shoulder, nose pressed snugly against his throat. Ridiculously aroused, Sunny began letting out truly desperate cries of pleasure, his free strands of hair curling and wrapping around Zebra's body and touching, licking, and sniffing his entire being. The feeling quickly became too much, and Sunny came from a hand jacking him off through his pants. But, saying that he was ashamed would be a lie. He hadn't come that quick since, well, the last time Zebra did something like that.

Sunny was just too sensitive.