[ His movements are a little clumsy this time, his legs feeling shaky beneath him - as well as a little numb for having been kneeling a while. But he manages to crawl up into Basch's lap, straddling in a way that has him stretched open over him.
It shifts the toy within him again, rubbing it against sensitive nerves and making him shudder and cry out, breathless and needy. His cock, still bound and tucked away in the tight restraint of his clothing - as provocative as it is - strains against the ring, against the fabric, leaking copiously now, the fabric soaked around its head.
His hands fly to Basch's shoulders in an attempt to steady himself, clinging to him, even as his hips rock, as if trying to chase some sort of phantom friction, finding nothing. He grinds down against the man's thigh, but that only makes the need worse. ]
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It shifts the toy within him again, rubbing it against sensitive nerves and making him shudder and cry out, breathless and needy. His cock, still bound and tucked away in the tight restraint of his clothing - as provocative as it is - strains against the ring, against the fabric, leaking copiously now, the fabric soaked around its head.
His hands fly to Basch's shoulders in an attempt to steady himself, clinging to him, even as his hips rock, as if trying to chase some sort of phantom friction, finding nothing. He grinds down against the man's thigh, but that only makes the need worse. ]