[ bless him for making a decision where Basch cannot. And the one Basch had hoped for.
His breath catches as the leash pulls, his reward a slow, comfortable kiss. Feeling bolder than before, he brings one hand to Sylvain's side and the other to cradle his neck. It takes nothing to get him moaning again, and that's before Sylvain is quite assertively teasing his bulge. Basch's head snaps back, a sharp sound as his grip tightens. ]
I -- want your touch [ he admits, as if that weren't overtly obvious. ] But I could be made to wait. [ Or...dare he ask....? ] Or both, if your hunger is not yet sated.
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His breath catches as the leash pulls, his reward a slow, comfortable kiss. Feeling bolder than before, he brings one hand to Sylvain's side and the other to cradle his neck. It takes nothing to get him moaning again, and that's before Sylvain is quite assertively teasing his bulge. Basch's head snaps back, a sharp sound as his grip tightens. ]
I -- want your touch [ he admits, as if that weren't overtly obvious. ] But I could be made to wait. [ Or...dare he ask....? ] Or both, if your hunger is not yet sated.