[ To know he’s already turning this terrible luck into a dream would fill Basch to the brim. As it is, he chuckles warmly at the hand in his hair, the familiar want in that moan. The vibration of it undoubtedly rolls against Sylvain’s cock.
He’s still in no hurry though, running a knuckle gently up and down his length, planting kisses from base to head as his hand slips to palm his warm sack. His own cock is stirring, the want not easy to stoke but the knowledge that this is slow and that his own pleasure isn’t any real priority keeping it a slow build. Still, he shifts his position so the other can feel his hardness on his leg, free hand absently stroking his hip bone. If the other is overwhelmed by anything this morning, it should be by caresses and tenderness. ]
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Date: 2024-12-17 11:11 pm (UTC)He’s still in no hurry though, running a knuckle gently up and down his length, planting kisses from base to head as his hand slips to palm his warm sack. His own cock is stirring, the want not easy to stoke but the knowledge that this is slow and that his own pleasure isn’t any real priority keeping it a slow build. Still, he shifts his position so the other can feel his hardness on his leg, free hand absently stroking his hip bone. If the other is overwhelmed by anything this morning, it should be by caresses and tenderness. ]