Basch fon Ronsenburg

Balance usually makes something like this go smoother. Although I usually don’t start something like this without first being aware of what my partner likes and doesn’t, so you’ll have to forgive me if I stop to check now and then.

[ He combs long, agile fingers through Basch’s hair in silent encouragement as he watches him work from beneath thick lashes, his eyes dark and half-lidded with pleasure. A smile lingers about the corner of his lips as he lets the man unfasten his pants, making another soft sound of satisfaction when they loosen and he rocks shallowly against Basch’s fingers. ]

You’re doing perfectly so far.