[Wriothesley looks thoroughly debauched. Dried spit was at the corner of his mouth and down his chin and when he opens his eyes to look at the other, they're completely unfocused. Still riding that high and slowly piecing his mind back together after his orgasm.
His body moves instinctively, kissing the other back when he feels lips on his own and easily entiwning his tongue with Sylvain's.
He really was in such a blissful state at the moment. A low whine as the other tells him he's a very good boy. That's right...he was wasn't he? He had been so good to the other. He blinks as his eyes refocus a little and-] Shit. [His mind was taking a good moment to finally catch up.]
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His body moves instinctively, kissing the other back when he feels lips on his own and easily entiwning his tongue with Sylvain's.
He really was in such a blissful state at the moment. A low whine as the other tells him he's a very good boy. That's right...he was wasn't he? He had been so good to the other. He blinks as his eyes refocus a little and-] Shit. [His mind was taking a good moment to finally catch up.]