[Ah, and he can be as loud as he wants. Lorenz squeezes his arm around him tighter and hums, like, he's here, Wriothesley needn't worry about being dropped, good gracious. Being pressed this close and with Wriothesley falling apart in his arms, Lorenz thinks, oh; yes, he does get an extra thrill about taking charge like this and turning the man into a babbling mess. Even as aroused as he is, if he can hold himself back just a little longer...
And, as always, with a huff,] To the brim? You could make it sound... mm.
[Not like he's filling a cup or something, mercy-- Lorenz shushes him then - he can talk about how easy he is in a moment - rubbing his fingers inside him faster still. Oh, yes, the man barely upright and with Lorenz's name uttered hot and desperate like that? It's maddening just how thrilling that is.
He hums again, the brim-stuffing shameless comment momentarily forgotten, ahem.]
You know, earlier, I had considered merely watching you, before your generous invitation. Would you have liked that?
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And, as always, with a huff,] To the brim? You could make it sound... mm.
[Not like he's filling a cup or something, mercy-- Lorenz shushes him then - he can talk about how easy he is in a moment - rubbing his fingers inside him faster still. Oh, yes, the man barely upright and with Lorenz's name uttered hot and desperate like that? It's maddening just how thrilling that is.
He hums again, the brim-stuffing shameless comment momentarily forgotten, ahem.]
You know, earlier, I had considered merely watching you, before your generous invitation. Would you have liked that?