[he's neatly cut off by Basch's mouth, lashes fluttering and hips squirming despite the fact they can barely move against his hands. it's... nice, being in this position. when the kiss breaks, he finds he's a little breathless, peering up into the blond's gaze. it... helps. unsurprisingly, he supposes.
his words are paused for the slide of hands down his back, concern flitting back and then melting instantly. it still feels too selfish—but he couldn't bring himself to make them stop anyway. even if he wanted to, and he absolutely does not.
of course, then Sylvain is bending down and he realises far too late what that means for his sense of reason.]
Ah- wait—!! haaugh...!
[he's been keyed up since Sylvain moved to spitroast Basch, and the touch of tongue against his slick entrance is enough to have him squirming almost uncontrollably—well. uncontrollably on his end. those hands are more than enough to keep him in place, and his only recourse is to bury his face in the other's shoulder as he's teased, fingers curling against the lounger they're settled in.]
Nngh... haah... that's not fair... using your tongue is... cheating...
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Date: 2024-07-29 03:52 am (UTC)[he's neatly cut off by Basch's mouth, lashes fluttering and hips squirming despite the fact they can barely move against his hands. it's... nice, being in this position. when the kiss breaks, he finds he's a little breathless, peering up into the blond's gaze. it... helps. unsurprisingly, he supposes.
his words are paused for the slide of hands down his back, concern flitting back and then melting instantly. it still feels too selfish—but he couldn't bring himself to make them stop anyway. even if he wanted to, and he absolutely does not.
of course, then Sylvain is bending down and he realises far too late what that means for his sense of reason.]
Ah- wait—!! haaugh...!
[he's been keyed up since Sylvain moved to spitroast Basch, and the touch of tongue against his slick entrance is enough to have him squirming almost uncontrollably—well. uncontrollably on his end. those hands are more than enough to keep him in place, and his only recourse is to bury his face in the other's shoulder as he's teased, fingers curling against the lounger they're settled in.]
Nngh... haah... that's not fair... using your tongue is... cheating...