[green eyes watch Sylvain as he moves, the mirror a wonderful convenience. Shirt removed, the redhead is beautiful, masculine, confident.
And hard, notably. It's impressive, especially after the priest had just taken on a full load of come. His cheeks heat up as the other looks him over, all warm and trembling with his heightening need.]
I'm glad you—nngh! Haah... ah...
[His brows furrow as Sylvain's hands spread his cheeks, hips kept from squirming too much even when his tongue slides over wet skin, hole twitching at the soft flick of tongue against it. His head dips down for a moment, sight turning hazy again.]
Fuck... ah... Sylvain... please.
[His voice is a sigh, pleasant and warm but not quite begging yet. He's close to it, pretty sure that letting Sylvain play like this is going to at least drive him a little crazy. What a sweet feeling.]
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And hard, notably. It's impressive, especially after the priest had just taken on a full load of come. His cheeks heat up as the other looks him over, all warm and trembling with his heightening need.]
I'm glad you—nngh! Haah... ah...
[His brows furrow as Sylvain's hands spread his cheeks, hips kept from squirming too much even when his tongue slides over wet skin, hole twitching at the soft flick of tongue against it. His head dips down for a moment, sight turning hazy again.]
Fuck... ah... Sylvain... please.
[His voice is a sigh, pleasant and warm but not quite begging yet. He's close to it, pretty sure that letting Sylvain play like this is going to at least drive him a little crazy. What a sweet feeling.]