[ He sounds amazing and Sylvain is already wondering where his Professor’s been hiding this side of himself all this time.
A shiver slips visibly down his spine when that breath teases against his skin, making his own breath hitch audibly in his throat. He flexes his wrists, testing the tightness of the bindings, before inching his fingers back towards the fly of Basch’s pants. It was a little awkward, but he was more than up for the challenge his Professor had set for him. ]
Should I be worrying about why you’ve got rope in your drawer, Professor? Were you planning ahead for me?
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A shiver slips visibly down his spine when that breath teases against his skin, making his own breath hitch audibly in his throat. He flexes his wrists, testing the tightness of the bindings, before inching his fingers back towards the fly of Basch’s pants. It was a little awkward, but he was more than up for the challenge his Professor had set for him. ]
Should I be worrying about why you’ve got rope in your drawer, Professor? Were you planning ahead for me?