[ There's a flicker of amusement in Sylvain's gaze that apparently Eiden feels the need to reassure him and it's that just a novel experience?
He holds back a chuckle, however, by tightening his grip in the man's hair and rocking forward slightly. Pressing deep into that wet heat once more as he nudges against the back of Eiden's throat. ]
Is that how you like it, then? Rougher? Being used?
[ There's no judgement in the husky words, no disapproval. He knows all too well how it feels to let go in the other man's position. The high that can come from that feeling. It's not one he lets himself feel often, because there aren't many he trusts that far - at least that he lets in his bedroom - but he's been on this end of it enough to adapt quickly. ]
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He holds back a chuckle, however, by tightening his grip in the man's hair and rocking forward slightly. Pressing deep into that wet heat once more as he nudges against the back of Eiden's throat. ]
Is that how you like it, then? Rougher? Being used?
[ There's no judgement in the husky words, no disapproval. He knows all too well how it feels to let go in the other man's position. The high that can come from that feeling. It's not one he lets himself feel often, because there aren't many he trusts that far - at least that he lets in his bedroom - but he's been on this end of it enough to adapt quickly. ]