[ syvlain is right, should be right. he can't even begin to think of a response when his hand goes for his dick, stroking him with the rhythm of his thrusts. his heel digs into him warmly, and his hips jerk happily in aborted twitches as he knows he's close, feels the sensation building up low in his belly. he's going to come and he presses his head back against the door, chest rising and falling quickly. he grabs him, a hand clawing at his back, another with knuckles pressed into his own mouth. ]
Nngh - [ the closest to a word that he can manage as sylvain sends him towards the apex of pleasure. he nods, a little sweat causing his hair to cling to his temples as he rides to the edge of his pleasure. he slips, the hand sliding to press against the door as finds himself releasing over sylvain's knuckles, a trembling yelp leaving his throat. he comes hard enough that his body bows in a tight arch, thighs pressing sylvain closer inside with heels digging in. he rubs himself right there against the head of his cock, trapping him inside for a few moments. ]
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Nngh - [ the closest to a word that he can manage as sylvain sends him towards the apex of pleasure. he nods, a little sweat causing his hair to cling to his temples as he rides to the edge of his pleasure. he slips, the hand sliding to press against the door as finds himself releasing over sylvain's knuckles, a trembling yelp leaving his throat. he comes hard enough that his body bows in a tight arch, thighs pressing sylvain closer inside with heels digging in. he rubs himself right there against the head of his cock, trapping him inside for a few moments. ]