I imagine after Trigger absolutely murders everything in the sky like usual, Count tops the fuck out of him like no tomorrow. He’s gotten much better at handling his superiority complex, but there’s no denying how good it feels to have the ace squirming on his cock and looking up at him for once. The notorious Three Strikes’s eyes are sharp with pride-Count still can’t make him outright beg. It’s all in the details, though. The way Trigger mercilessly slams himself back to meet Count’s every thrust, sometimes outpacing him. How he drips pre-cum like a faucet whenever he kneels to suck Count off, giving himself no mercy as he willingly punishes his own throat. How he’ll never tire of this.
