[Wriothesley drops his head, letting it hide in the crook of Sylvain's neck. His breath, instead of coming out in puffs of warm air, was actually quite cool against Sylvain's skin. He lets out a pleased sigh as Sylvain tangles fingers into his hair, enjoying the feel of them.
He continues to rock his hips, taking his time to rub his clothed erection against Sylvain's leg as he moves, his strokes going just as languidly.] Mm, hey, what do you want to get for breakfast? [Might as well talk about their morning routine while lazily getting off, right?]
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Date: 2024-06-22 03:40 am (UTC)He continues to rock his hips, taking his time to rub his clothed erection against Sylvain's leg as he moves, his strokes going just as languidly.] Mm, hey, what do you want to get for breakfast? [Might as well talk about their morning routine while lazily getting off, right?]