[Wriothesley can’t help but rock his hips to soak in the pleasure being given to him. His fingers quickly move to unbutton the top button of Sylvain’s pants. He wants more than just petting. He wants to see the other equally naked.]
Is wanting to taste you on my tongue within reason? Monsieur, you are quite an alluring man.
[He pulls down the zipper before tugging at the pants.]
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Is wanting to taste you on my tongue within reason? Monsieur, you are quite an alluring man.
[He pulls down the zipper before tugging at the pants.]