[ Something in him squirms at the praise and his breath hitches as Basch cups his face in warm hands. That flush gets a little more noticeable now, but Sylvain refuses to meet the man's gaze, still stubbornly trying to ignore the physical reactions he keeps having.
Although it's much more difficult to ignore when fingers come to play with his sensitive nipple, the piercing that had been partially tucked away behind the mesh. The spaces are wide enough that the small hoop can be tugged out and he bites back a curse when Basch attaches the weighted chain to one end, making it tug and pull - not painful, but enough that it has a shudder slipping down his spine at the stimulation.
When the second one is clipped into place, a breathless whimper escapes him, despite his attempts to stifle that as well. His breath comes in soft, hitching pants for air, eyes dark as he tries to squirm away from those fingers, but it's too late. And the movement only has that chain swaying with the motion, tugging on both piercings as it shifts and sways.
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Date: 2024-09-09 10:38 pm (UTC)Although it's much more difficult to ignore when fingers come to play with his sensitive nipple, the piercing that had been partially tucked away behind the mesh. The spaces are wide enough that the small hoop can be tugged out and he bites back a curse when Basch attaches the weighted chain to one end, making it tug and pull - not painful, but enough that it has a shudder slipping down his spine at the stimulation.
When the second one is clipped into place, a breathless whimper escapes him, despite his attempts to stifle that as well. His breath comes in soft, hitching pants for air, eyes dark as he tries to squirm away from those fingers, but it's too late. And the movement only has that chain swaying with the motion, tugging on both piercings as it shifts and sways.
Goddess. This is going to be torture. ]