[ Sylvain doesn’t know how he couldn’t notice it, with how it stretched him open, the flared base wide as Basch works it past the tight ring of muscle until it slips fully inside, all but the base of the plug, settling at his entrance, with the wider bulb now caught inside of him.
His breathing is coming in rapid pants, eyes wide as he grips the back of the chair to stay upright, and his body shudders, realizing that the toy isn’t going anywhere unless someone takes it out.
Oddly enough, it doesn’t occur to him to try.
His cock, fully hard now after that stimulation, the touches and stretching, Basch’s fingers making his body so vividly recall the pleasure he’d been given last time. The ring is still tight and snug about the base and he’s even more aware of its presence now than he’d been when Basch first slipped it on. ]
I won’t!
[ he’d meant that to sound defiant, but it falls short, with how strained and breathless his voice comes out as. ]
no subject
His breathing is coming in rapid pants, eyes wide as he grips the back of the chair to stay upright, and his body shudders, realizing that the toy isn’t going anywhere unless someone takes it out.
Oddly enough, it doesn’t occur to him to try.
His cock, fully hard now after that stimulation, the touches and stretching, Basch’s fingers making his body so vividly recall the pleasure he’d been given last time. The ring is still tight and snug about the base and he’s even more aware of its presence now than he’d been when Basch first slipped it on. ]
I won’t!
[ he’d meant that to sound defiant, but it falls short, with how strained and breathless his voice comes out as. ]