[ That choking sound has Basch slowing, checking on his — gods no, not his — the other man. But it’s just wonder. Protest. He slides the hand from Sylvain’s hair to cup his face, keeping the pace slower for a moment as he regains his composure. ]
Had to have that tongue occupied so you couldn’t protest. I thought all that before you decided to seduce me.
[ And as poor as he could be at reading others, he thinks he’s read this right. That Sylvain needed him to be some kind of authority, as much as he needed Basch to be absolutely no threat.
He moves his hand back into that red hair, grip tighter. ]
I won’t be long now.
[ And he isn’t. It doesn’t take more than getting back to speed before he’s stifling a cry, hands tightening as heat rockets through him. ]
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Date: 2025-03-29 04:44 am (UTC)Had to have that tongue occupied so you couldn’t protest. I thought all that before you decided to seduce me.
[ And as poor as he could be at reading others, he thinks he’s read this right. That Sylvain needed him to be some kind of authority, as much as he needed Basch to be absolutely no threat.
He moves his hand back into that red hair, grip tighter. ]
I won’t be long now.
[ And he isn’t. It doesn’t take more than getting back to speed before he’s stifling a cry, hands tightening as heat rockets through him. ]