[ That following up his begging is humorous, but Byleth manages to withhold his mirth. He presses his forehead to Lahabrea's. ]
I'm not mocking you. I'm teasing you. There's a difference. But you did say the magic word.
[ As such he withdraws his fingers and frees his own cock from his trousers, coaxing the man to lower himself onto it. Hands steady his hips, sinking into him with a muted groan.
Once he's fully sheathed, the slow rock of his hips begins. Shallow for now, as he lets his hands wander again up that toned, marred body. When left to his own devices, he keeps everything damnably intimate. Pale green eyes flick up to catch Lahabrea's gaze. They carry a genuine sense of care and enjoyment. Enjoyment beyond sexual pleasure alone. ]
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I'm not mocking you. I'm teasing you. There's a difference. But you did say the magic word.
[ As such he withdraws his fingers and frees his own cock from his trousers, coaxing the man to lower himself onto it. Hands steady his hips, sinking into him with a muted groan.
Once he's fully sheathed, the slow rock of his hips begins. Shallow for now, as he lets his hands wander again up that toned, marred body. When left to his own devices, he keeps everything damnably intimate. Pale green eyes flick up to catch Lahabrea's gaze. They carry a genuine sense of care and enjoyment. Enjoyment beyond sexual pleasure alone. ]
Is that better?