[ Sylvain’s own smirk deepens a hint at that wolfish grin, easily matching it, even as he watches the other man sink down to his knees, dragging his own pants down as he does so. He doesn’t step out of them, just lets his fingers tangled in Wriothesley‘s hair help steady him. ]
Trust me, you have my full attention right now.
[ He manages to get the words out a moment before Wriothesley leans in to lick a stripe up the underside of his cock and it’s enough to have his fingers tightening their grip for a moment as he moans, deep and throaty, eyes sliding halfway shut at the wet heat. ]
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Trust me, you have my full attention right now.
[ He manages to get the words out a moment before Wriothesley leans in to lick a stripe up the underside of his cock and it’s enough to have his fingers tightening their grip for a moment as he moans, deep and throaty, eyes sliding halfway shut at the wet heat. ]