[ Sylvain just makes an incoherent sound of frustration at that. mostly because he doesn't know what Basch means.
But also over the fact that his skin is itching, burning, and the more those fingers skim, the more he craves it. He can feel a tremble starting in his muscles as he resists the urge to press back into the touch. He can't quite hide the faint squirm, though - at least as much of one as his bindings allow.
And that sound of frustration he'd made? Very nearly melts into a moan before he bites it off before it can slide there. Not wanting to give the man behind him the satisfaction. ]
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Date: 2024-07-10 06:17 pm (UTC)But also over the fact that his skin is itching, burning, and the more those fingers skim, the more he craves it. He can feel a tremble starting in his muscles as he resists the urge to press back into the touch. He can't quite hide the faint squirm, though - at least as much of one as his bindings allow.
And that sound of frustration he'd made? Very nearly melts into a moan before he bites it off before it can slide there. Not wanting to give the man behind him the satisfaction. ]