[abruptly, he's pulled in against Basch and his noises are muffled into the taller man's mouth, tongue meeting tongue and urging it further until he pulls back to bite the priest's lip. it has him rocking into the sensation, only to reach up and grasp those broad shoulders as he's lifted up.
the frame is a little cold, even through the thick cloth, but he barely notices when he's too busy moaning in response to that squeeze.]
Alright.
[there isn't much left to remove, at least. and by the time Basch is back with the rope he's slipped out of his underthings and settled on the support. strong hands pull him exactly where he's wanted then, and he gives a soft noise at the comfortable stretch of his arms. rope scrapes gently against his skin as it's woven, thoughts taken away completely when the blond dips in to bite into his shoulder.
the resulting cry is sharp and loud as ever, body trembling as he presses up into that ache, hands and wrists shifting impatiently where they're held. something about not knowing what the other fully intends to do makes this even more arousing, exciting in a way he can't put to words.]
Bas—ch... nngh...
[God, he's sure he's going to start dripping on this cloth soon.]
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Date: 2024-11-19 07:04 am (UTC)the frame is a little cold, even through the thick cloth, but he barely notices when he's too busy moaning in response to that squeeze.]
Alright.
[there isn't much left to remove, at least. and by the time Basch is back with the rope he's slipped out of his underthings and settled on the support. strong hands pull him exactly where he's wanted then, and he gives a soft noise at the comfortable stretch of his arms. rope scrapes gently against his skin as it's woven, thoughts taken away completely when the blond dips in to bite into his shoulder.
the resulting cry is sharp and loud as ever, body trembling as he presses up into that ache, hands and wrists shifting impatiently where they're held. something about not knowing what the other fully intends to do makes this even more arousing, exciting in a way he can't put to words.]
Bas—ch... nngh...
[God, he's sure he's going to start dripping on this cloth soon.]