[ Oh this is bliss. Basch doesn't have to calculate anything, just letting his body lead as he takes in Sylvain's eager kissing and grinding, giving it back just as hotly. His hands rove, fingers stroking skin and tugging at that chain and pinching ass, and his hips rock against the ones grinding down against him. It's hardly any time before he's gasping Sylvain's name, hard and ready against him. ]
Tell me what you want [ he purrs. ] Tell me exactly where you want to be.
[ he's already grasping around for the lubricant he knows is scattered throughout this place. ]
no subject
Tell me what you want [ he purrs. ] Tell me exactly where you want to be.
[ he's already grasping around for the lubricant he knows is scattered throughout this place. ]