The run of Byleth's fingers along his length(s) draws another 'ah' from him. This time, breathy and closer to a moan than anything. It's a doubling of sensation for Dimitri, actually, and he isn't sure exactly yet how to deal with it. It feels incredible. Of course, it does. He just needs to not get overwhelmed.

What could would it do to have such wonderful presents for Byleth if he was too quick of a shot? Not that he plans to only fire once, as it were. "Mmmnnn," is his oh so eloquent reply to that suggestion.

"Both you sh... shall have, then," he finally manages. Oh, he's so hard and this is going to be so hard to last.