[ Sylvain is just loud enough that Basch catches most of it, which means he's groaning deeply enough that he is embarrassed, back arching for more. It's a delicious mixture of bone-deep shame, feeling terrifyingly known, and desperate anticipation for how he'll be played like a lute.
And that's before Olivine adds the deep drag of his nails and increased pace. He absolutely keens, cock jumping and hands clenching. There's nothing he can do but try to keep as stable as possible. ]
F-fuck. Fuck Sylvain. If this is...your payback...for your birthday....it's working.
[ And then he's whimpering again, thoughts vanishing. ]
Please...keep going...
[ Which has his gut on fire, heat in his cheeks at following that order, but wanting his unknown partner to know Sylvain is right. He does want this. ]
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Date: 2024-06-27 02:08 am (UTC)And that's before Olivine adds the deep drag of his nails and increased pace. He absolutely keens, cock jumping and hands clenching. There's nothing he can do but try to keep as stable as possible. ]
F-fuck. Fuck Sylvain. If this is...your payback...for your birthday....it's working.
[ And then he's whimpering again, thoughts vanishing. ]
Please...keep going...
[ Which has his gut on fire, heat in his cheeks at following that order, but wanting his unknown partner to know Sylvain is right. He does want this. ]