[ He gives a soft hum as he nudges Basch’s legs apart for him again, sliding hands down over his ribs, his hips. He rocks his hips inward, the hard length of his cock pressed against the curve of Basch’s ass in a tease. ]
Were you worried? I’d say you have no reason to be, but I suspect you wouldn’t believe me.
[ He’s already debating on how best to start this. There’s a vial of oil down in the pocket of his discarded pants - something he’d lifted from one of the back rooms in his brief time there, since he knew that would likely be necessary before the night was out.
But with how delicious responsive Basch was, he’s tempted to try something else first. ]
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Were you worried? I’d say you have no reason to be, but I suspect you wouldn’t believe me.
[ He’s already debating on how best to start this. There’s a vial of oil down in the pocket of his discarded pants - something he’d lifted from one of the back rooms in his brief time there, since he knew that would likely be necessary before the night was out.
But with how delicious responsive Basch was, he’s tempted to try something else first. ]