[ He's not sure he knows how to do that, but that doesn't seem to matter at the moment. Not when he's given permission - or perhaps ordered? There doesn't seem to be much of a difference at the moment, and not when he was aching for that anyway.
Even if he might deny it, were his mind not hazed over with heat and want, he does want this. Eagerly leans into the permission and order both, hungry as he takes Basch's cock deeper into wet heat. And whether or not Basch moans at the sensation, Sylvain certainly does, dark lashes sliding closed again over hazy eyes as he bends to the task. Head bobbing as Basch's cock presses against his tongue, deeper still, until he feels him pressed snug against the back of his throat, muscles working around him.
He has no idea how skilled he is at this - that part doesn't exactly coincide with his understanding in this setting - but it's there all the same. The eagerness and familiarity of the movements, of Basch's length pressing into his throat as he swallows around him. Hungry for more, and ever push just seems to fan that hunger higher. ]
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Even if he might deny it, were his mind not hazed over with heat and want, he does want this. Eagerly leans into the permission and order both, hungry as he takes Basch's cock deeper into wet heat. And whether or not Basch moans at the sensation, Sylvain certainly does, dark lashes sliding closed again over hazy eyes as he bends to the task. Head bobbing as Basch's cock presses against his tongue, deeper still, until he feels him pressed snug against the back of his throat, muscles working around him.
He has no idea how skilled he is at this - that part doesn't exactly coincide with his understanding in this setting - but it's there all the same. The eagerness and familiarity of the movements, of Basch's length pressing into his throat as he swallows around him. Hungry for more, and ever push just seems to fan that hunger higher. ]