Miru looked relieved.

“Ok. Can you...maybe just...oh ****! I’m sorry, I can’t do it Sasha. I can’t tell you what to do, it’s just feels...wrong.” Sighed Miru frustratedly.

“You’ve got this Miru. You’re doing well. Order me around if you want, don’t be shy.”

“Ummm o-ok...can you just keep doing that? Telling me...nice things? It...makes me feel...good in a way I’ve never felt.” Miru said quietly.

“You like praise? That’s good because I could praise you all day. ” Sasha smiled, “You...your really amazing. You know that Miru?”

Miru smiled back at Sasha very slightly. His small hand now rested between his legs.

“That’s it Miru,” Said Sasha, getting into to his role, “take care of yourself. Don’t be shy...there you go.” Sasha felt more natural talking to Miru as the boy responded to Sasha’s words and started rubbing himself a bit. Maybe the lack of care Miru got in his past life had given him a praise kink?

“You’re doing really well Miru.” Sasha crooned. Miru shuffled closer to Sasha, looking shy and pathetic with his hand on his crotch.

“Sasha? I just can’t. I’m too anxious...can you hug me?” He whispered. Sasha nodded, and tried to ignore Mirus half naked body and wrapped his arms around the boy, trying not to think about Mirus smooth, bare skin, or the hard protrusion behind mirus hands.

“It’s okay Miru, I’ve got you. Is this more comfortable?” Sasha murmured in the boys ear, stroking his hair. He’d hardly touched Miru before, because Miru seemed so scared of physical contact. But now, the boy leaned into the hug, seeming more relaxed in Sasha’s grasp. With what little dignity he had, Miru kept his hands in between his private’s and Sasha. However, Sasha could still feel Mirus small hand stroking himself, which was a difficult sensation to ignore.

“That’s right Miru,” he murmured, “you’re doing a really good job.” He held Miru close, focusing only on how much he cared for the young man, not about the awkward situation. They spent a long time like that, Miru struggling to cum. Sasha continued praising the smaller boy, who’s breathing became more distressed and his movements faster. Not once did he make the slightest moan though.

“I-I-can’t...” Miru whispered quietly, “I can’t come. I-it doesn’t even feel good.” He was small and limp in Sasha’s arms, making the older boy feel protective.

“It’s ok Miru, it’s understandable. I’ve got you. You’ll feel better as time goes on, the pleasure will come back eventually.” Soothed Sasha. It felt good to take care of someone so intimately. As a police officer, Sasha loved helping people, but he’d never helped someone in such close way. He suddenly felt overwhelmed with care.

“Miru, I love you.” He breathed in the boys ear. Miru breathed out heavily and pushed his hips against Sasha.

“That’s it, good boy...” Sasha breathed. With those words Mirus body suddenly shuddered in Sasha’s arms and the boy gasped, scrunching Sasha’s shirt in his fist and grinding against his hips.

“Did you...?” Whispered Sasha.

Miru nodded, face hidden against Sasha’s chest as he caught his breath. He drew away, face flushed and boxers slightly damp.