[ Basch is true to his word. The moment Sylvain starts to stutter in his grasp, he clamps around the other, eyes closed and his own groans growing. His hand doesn’t show, but it’s clear by the rock of his hips and heightening gasps that’s he right there too, crying out as he joins Sylvain in ecstasy.
Panting, smiling, dizzy, he nuzzles against the other, touch turning gentle, voice a glowing murmur ] Gods I want you Sylvain. More every time I have you.
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Panting, smiling, dizzy, he nuzzles against the other, touch turning gentle, voice a glowing murmur ] Gods I want you Sylvain. More every time I have you.