[ Basch’s breath is shaky in Sylvain’s ear, the jerk of his own arousal wildly clear against the other’s ass. ]

You have no idea how wild your surrender drives me.

[ A growl, a moan. He holds the other so tight against him, hand shifting to focus on the sensitive head of his cock, his only goal here absolute pleasure and luxury. He licks Sylvain’s neck before working a fresh mark there, gasping at his own desire. But he stays slow, deliberate. It’s not teasing; it’s building. Letting the other bask in it. ]

And how beautifully you react. I want to find everything you like — especially the things you don’t know yet.