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[ Oh. He can't think about a next time right now, or his terror will overwhelm him. There is no way he can keep up this confident charade again, let alone all the other problems.

Instead, he focuses on on the light stroke against his shaft. his breath rattling. It feels so much better than he remembers. ]

Then you're planning to be a good boy for awhile longer, are you?

[ God his voice almost cracks, heat in his face nothing sexy. He's waiting for Sylvain to laugh, or groan -- and not because this feels good. He's glad Sylvain isn't looking at his face. He presses his lips together, trying to steady himself. ]

On your knees.