[ Sylvain's voice is a low purr as he smiles against Basch's throat a moment before teeth press down, just above the stretch of that collar. Worrying redness into the skin there, heated and visible. He keeps his thigh pressed against the man's arousal for one more long moment before he pulls Basch off him, only long enough to turn him around and pin him to the wall once more, as he'd been holding him before.
One arm is tugged back behind him to pin him in place as he holds him there, leaning in against the lithe line of his back to murmur in his ears. ]
It was like this, I believe, was it not? You, pinned in place for me, while I sank deep into you?
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Date: 2024-01-08 01:54 am (UTC)[ Sylvain's voice is a low purr as he smiles against Basch's throat a moment before teeth press down, just above the stretch of that collar. Worrying redness into the skin there, heated and visible. He keeps his thigh pressed against the man's arousal for one more long moment before he pulls Basch off him, only long enough to turn him around and pin him to the wall once more, as he'd been holding him before.
One arm is tugged back behind him to pin him in place as he holds him there, leaning in against the lithe line of his back to murmur in his ears. ]
It was like this, I believe, was it not? You, pinned in place for me, while I sank deep into you?