[ Sylvain makes a sound that is half-moan and half-purr as Tighnari’s fingers stroke against his ears. As someone who’s always enjoyed the feeling of fingers in his hair, this is that times ten and his eyes go half-lidded in pleasure as he sinks down against the other man, boneless with pleasure.
Only to jolt and groan when he feels Tighnari shift beneath him, his body clenching down on that swollen, sensitive knot that still keeps them tied together. It feels intensely good, making his hips rock in automatic instinct, the need to grind down against the man beneath him, keep him filled and full a burning demand at the edge of his awareness.
And then those fingers drift down to tease against the base of his tail and he doesn't bother to bite back his surprised gasp as he shivers at the sensations. ]
Fuck! That…! Is it supposed to feel like that? [ is that what it feels like for Tighnari, too? He’s gonna have to take notes. For later. ]
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Only to jolt and groan when he feels Tighnari shift beneath him, his body clenching down on that swollen, sensitive knot that still keeps them tied together. It feels intensely good, making his hips rock in automatic instinct, the need to grind down against the man beneath him, keep him filled and full a burning demand at the edge of his awareness.
And then those fingers drift down to tease against the base of his tail and he doesn't bother to bite back his surprised gasp as he shivers at the sensations. ]
Fuck! That…! Is it supposed to feel like that? [ is that what it feels like for Tighnari, too? He’s gonna have to take notes. For later. ]