It doesn't matter that you did. [his fingers brush along Basch's face, wiping away any wetness there past his eyes. the smile on his face confirms that it's a dismissal of the idea of guilt, rather than any displeasure.] You're here now.
[and then he arches, tightens his grip and kisses him again, pulling a sharp moan from his lips. the words, though? those manage to turn his face terribly red, a huff of laughter escaping him.
it's definitely a byproduct of his being a werewolf at the moment, but it's still... somehow embarrassing, really.]
Basch— [he buries his face, but his smile is easily felt.] You really do feel good inside me, it's true...
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Date: 2024-08-27 03:58 am (UTC)[and then he arches, tightens his grip and kisses him again, pulling a sharp moan from his lips. the words, though? those manage to turn his face terribly red, a huff of laughter escaping him.
it's definitely a byproduct of his being a werewolf at the moment, but it's still... somehow embarrassing, really.]
Basch— [he buries his face, but his smile is easily felt.] You really do feel good inside me, it's true...