[His shoulders tense for a moment when Sylvain’s grip tightens. It isn’t out of discomfort and more out of anticipation. As though waiting for more.
He happily keeps the rhythm, enjoying the slide of the hard length in his mouth, rubbing his tongue on the underside and wherever it could reach. He shudders everytime the tip of Sylvain’s cock hits the back of his throat, and he can’t ignore his own throbbing erection as he starts to stroke himself in rhythm.]
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He happily keeps the rhythm, enjoying the slide of the hard length in his mouth, rubbing his tongue on the underside and wherever it could reach. He shudders everytime the tip of Sylvain’s cock hits the back of his throat, and he can’t ignore his own throbbing erection as he starts to stroke himself in rhythm.]