[ A good thing it isn't noted, because he would feel shame, too, for not lasting longer, no matter how long he served Sylvain first.
He hits the back of Sylvain's throat and cries out, shuddering against him. He wants to say the other doesn't need to, but Sylvain is in control for one, and for another he's already adjusting himself, and gods it's almost too much to handle.
Which means he's rocking, near thoughtless, chasing the release his body has been promised even if he has to deaden his mind to get there. Two years with no touch save the lash or rough hands changing shackles, and now he's so inundated with it that he's dazed and hungry all at once. Gods help him or gods bless him that this person is enjoying the show.
Basch's breath becomes labored, jutting faster and more eratically as he clings to the form that thankfully holds steady against the brunt of his movement. It's not long before his breath catches, resumes, then catches entirely. Release washes through him, paralyzing him as the sensation becomes too much.
And then he's gasping, absolutely trembling as he goes slack, barely able to find words. His too-senstive cock sits in Sylvain's mouth as the other swallows. He whimpers, hips titling on their own, chasing more when he absolutely cannot handle it. ]
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He hits the back of Sylvain's throat and cries out, shuddering against him. He wants to say the other doesn't need to, but Sylvain is in control for one, and for another he's already adjusting himself, and gods it's almost too much to handle.
Which means he's rocking, near thoughtless, chasing the release his body has been promised even if he has to deaden his mind to get there. Two years with no touch save the lash or rough hands changing shackles, and now he's so inundated with it that he's dazed and hungry all at once. Gods help him or gods bless him that this person is enjoying the show.
Basch's breath becomes labored, jutting faster and more eratically as he clings to the form that thankfully holds steady against the brunt of his movement. It's not long before his breath catches, resumes, then catches entirely. Release washes through him, paralyzing him as the sensation becomes too much.
And then he's gasping, absolutely trembling as he goes slack, barely able to find words. His too-senstive cock sits in Sylvain's mouth as the other swallows. He whimpers, hips titling on their own, chasing more when he absolutely cannot handle it. ]