[ There were no rules here Sylvain needed to worry about; as a pet, he was free of judgment or reprimand. It would all fall to Basch. Which he hoped would be a source of safety for the other as he came to understand it.
He laughs again, warm and pleased. ]
Still hungry, pretty bird? I’m flattered and impressed.
[ Arms finished, he dips below the water to start washing Sylvain’s thighs, dipping close to very interested cock but not quite tending to it. ]
no subject
He laughs again, warm and pleased. ]
Still hungry, pretty bird? I’m flattered and impressed.
[ Arms finished, he dips below the water to start washing Sylvain’s thighs, dipping close to very interested cock but not quite tending to it. ]