[ Basch is not immune, not to the familiar scented air, and not to his own fantasies as he follows Sylvain's gaze here and there, own pupils dark and cock hardening at the welcome thoughts of he and Sylvain -- and maybe a third -- enacting these scenarios. He'd be happy with near anything, the real allure being that Sylvain suggest it. Ask for it. Trust him with it. Simply having him in his lap and stroking him would be pleasing enough, though he would like to make use of that chain.
He does remember, though, his own hesitance in his early days here. It's important not to rush. Still, a glance at Sylvain's very clearly hardening cock has a grin on his face, and when the other is clearly unable to respond or to look away, Basch resists the temptation to touch him, instead reclining his own head languidly and drawing his hand down and up the bulge of his own cock, sighing audibly, seeing if he can pull Sylvain's attention. ]
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He does remember, though, his own hesitance in his early days here. It's important not to rush. Still, a glance at Sylvain's very clearly hardening cock has a grin on his face, and when the other is clearly unable to respond or to look away, Basch resists the temptation to touch him, instead reclining his own head languidly and drawing his hand down and up the bulge of his own cock, sighing audibly, seeing if he can pull Sylvain's attention. ]