The grip on his chin turns to a caress, hand gentle as it cups his face. ]
You are remarkable, or I wouldn't have crumbled for you. Your opinion on the matter does not change the fact of it.
[ Perhaps he himself was worthless, but if his opinion meant something to Sylvain, then it mattered. ]
You deserve this reward.
[ He deserved...so much more. But this was what he was willing to take, and so it was where they would begin.
Basch's hand tightens, his hand working Sylvain's shaft, seeking out the place where the other's lids fluttered or a moan escaped him, where his head would turn off. ]
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The grip on his chin turns to a caress, hand gentle as it cups his face. ]
You are remarkable, or I wouldn't have crumbled for you. Your opinion on the matter does not change the fact of it.
[ Perhaps he himself was worthless, but if his opinion meant something to Sylvain, then it mattered. ]
You deserve this reward.
[ He deserved...so much more. But this was what he was willing to take, and so it was where they would begin.
Basch's hand tightens, his hand working Sylvain's shaft, seeking out the place where the other's lids fluttered or a moan escaped him, where his head would turn off. ]