Oh, I have a feeling my hunger isn't going to be sated anytime soon.

[ The words are a low, pleased purr as he strokes Basch through his pants, still leaning close so he can kiss his way back the man's jaw now that his head has fallen back. He crowds into him, pressing him backwards, since they're both already on the floor anyway. He doesn't care, they don't have far to go this way. ]

And I will almost always choose 'both' if it is an option. Maybe I'm just greedy. Why don't we do this. We'll take the edge off for now and then, after you've made it through the evening wearing this for me, I'll reward you with something... a little more in-depth.