[ The grip on his hips loosens, the pace slowing some, and he can't help the way he whines in protest, back arching as he chases release, a neediness he wouldn't have dared shown a few months ago, and probably still not with anyone else.
Then Sylvain's back in his view, hand in his hair in the commanding way he likes, and the undignified sound of want he makes is surprising even to him. His mind almost can't process how good the stimulation in his ass feels while seeing Sylvain's face from this angle, and he shudders, body aching to hold the other while he can do nothing but brace himself. And then Olivine hits his prostate, and he whimpers, eyes clamping shut and knees nearly buckling.
He manages to open them in time to see Sylvain reaching into his swim shorts, and his mouth falls open in want, no longer even concerned with trying to measure if his reactions are reasonable. This is going to break him, and he has never wanted to be broken more. ]
Use me [ he manages to plead breathlessly, a confirmation as much as an invitation. And then, his entire body on fire, eyes lock on Sylvain as he squirms and stumbles against another jab to his prostate, he parts his lips wide, fingers reaching helplessly for the warm flesh he knows so well. ]
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Then Sylvain's back in his view, hand in his hair in the commanding way he likes, and the undignified sound of want he makes is surprising even to him. His mind almost can't process how good the stimulation in his ass feels while seeing Sylvain's face from this angle, and he shudders, body aching to hold the other while he can do nothing but brace himself. And then Olivine hits his prostate, and he whimpers, eyes clamping shut and knees nearly buckling.
He manages to open them in time to see Sylvain reaching into his swim shorts, and his mouth falls open in want, no longer even concerned with trying to measure if his reactions are reasonable. This is going to break him, and he has never wanted to be broken more. ]
Use me [ he manages to plead breathlessly, a confirmation as much as an invitation. And then, his entire body on fire, eyes lock on Sylvain as he squirms and stumbles against another jab to his prostate, he parts his lips wide, fingers reaching helplessly for the warm flesh he knows so well. ]