[ This time the moan at Sylvain's bite is longer, slower. He dares to cup a hand around the other man's neck, giving in to a single rock against his leg before Sylvain flips him around again. It's...so much sweeter, almost too intense with all this skin against him, the distinct feel of body hair rubbing against his back. That and Sylvain's cock hot and bare against his ass.

And going to be inside shortly. ]

Just like this [ he rasps. ] I was -- hngh -- thinking about this one all night -- after I saw others trying to catch your eye.

[ More that he hasn't voiced in a long time, but it's part of the game, and it's true. The fantasy of being wanted and kept when he wasn't the only or easiest choice. ]