[ A small smile forms on Reign's lips at the reaction he elicits from Sylvain, leaning into the redhead's touch before he gasps softly at the grip in his hair. ]
Ngh... I... [ He lick his lips as his gaze darts from Sylvain's eyes, to the man's hardening length, down to a particular vein on the other's thigh, then back up once more. ] I want to pleasure you with my mouth and hands, but only climax with my bite as I drink from you.
[ Could he do it? Reign isn't sure if he's capable of bringing such heights to Sylvain, but he's willing to try. Besides, he's getting thirstier and more desperate, his throat parched with the need for blood. ]
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Ngh... I... [ He lick his lips as his gaze darts from Sylvain's eyes, to the man's hardening length, down to a particular vein on the other's thigh, then back up once more. ] I want to pleasure you with my mouth and hands, but only climax with my bite as I drink from you.
[ Could he do it? Reign isn't sure if he's capable of bringing such heights to Sylvain, but he's willing to try. Besides, he's getting thirstier and more desperate, his throat parched with the need for blood. ]