[ Sylvain lets his hands be guided down to the man’s chest as he watches him with an intent gaze. Although once there, he seeks out the feel of the man’s piercings, playing with them with a knowing touch, working the nipples into pebbled little nubs as he tugs and twists and worries them into sensitivity.
But as he does so, he also bends in to trail kisses down the line of Olivine’s throat, worrying redness occasionally into the skin beneath his lips. ]
And what makes you think being filled is too much of a reward, hmm?
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But as he does so, he also bends in to trail kisses down the line of Olivine’s throat, worrying redness occasionally into the skin beneath his lips. ]
And what makes you think being filled is too much of a reward, hmm?