[He would have bitten Byleth had he laughed at him. Another small bite on the cheek, and perhaps a few more for good measure. However, his lover controls his mirth by comforting Hephaistos' bruised ego. He gently bumps his forehead against Byleth's, his eyes closing as his lover guides his hips downward.
He lets out a gasp as he feels the familiar hardness pressing against his entrance. Byleth would not have had it so easy if his hole hadn't been sufficiently stretched. Lahabrea is as tense as he comes, a literal tight-ass in every sense of the word. Thankfully, that is a plus here for the both of them.
Lahabrea shudders as Byleth thrusts into him, his piercing red eyes opening briefly. While he appears as stern as ever, his disheveled appearance, combined with that faint rosy blush, is certainly captivating. There are only a handful of people who have ever seen the great Lahabrea in such a state, and now Byleth is one of them.]
Much...better.
[He sighs before claiming Byleth's lips once more.]
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He lets out a gasp as he feels the familiar hardness pressing against his entrance. Byleth would not have had it so easy if his hole hadn't been sufficiently stretched. Lahabrea is as tense as he comes, a literal tight-ass in every sense of the word. Thankfully, that is a plus here for the both of them.
Lahabrea shudders as Byleth thrusts into him, his piercing red eyes opening briefly. While he appears as stern as ever, his disheveled appearance, combined with that faint rosy blush, is certainly captivating. There are only a handful of people who have ever seen the great Lahabrea in such a state, and now Byleth is one of them.]
Much...better.
[He sighs before claiming Byleth's lips once more.]