[Oh, so he's recovered enough to indulge in his filthy mouth, Lorenz sees how it is. He sputters out a little laugh, as usual, cheeks flushed already to hear the much dirtier version of what he'd waxed poetic about just a moment ago. Even the pet name makes his stomach flip with a kind of giddy anticipation, good gracious-- he's so far gone.
Now then, there he goes... Lorenz lets his arms fall away from Wriothesley only somewhat reluctantly, already missing the warmth. He raises an eyebrow. The image here of Wriothesley on his knees is a memorable one for sure.]
So your legs can rest, [Lorenz repeats, flatly, just to acknowledge that they both know his legs aren't going to get any less wobbly in the next handful of minutes. Just the sight of Wriothesley down there right next to his cock makes him twitch, and he threads his fingers into the other's hair in a loose grip.
He exaggerates a short sigh, like oh! so irresponsible to kneel on tile! Do not complain to Lorenz about sore knees-!]
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Now then, there he goes... Lorenz lets his arms fall away from Wriothesley only somewhat reluctantly, already missing the warmth. He raises an eyebrow. The image here of Wriothesley on his knees is a memorable one for sure.]
So your legs can rest, [Lorenz repeats, flatly, just to acknowledge that they both know his legs aren't going to get any less wobbly in the next handful of minutes. Just the sight of Wriothesley down there right next to his cock makes him twitch, and he threads his fingers into the other's hair in a loose grip.
He exaggerates a short sigh, like oh! so irresponsible to kneel on tile! Do not complain to Lorenz about sore knees-!]
Well, you certainly do look comfortable.