[ It's unclear if it's a word of praise or in response to Lahabrea. Perhaps both. He gladly leans into that kiss, once again carding his fingers through gray hair. He rolls his hips up into his lover faster now, deeper thrusts. Picking up the pace gradually. He's in no hurry. He prefers to lift his partners to a climax rather than drive them there... unless that is the game of the day. There is room for that, but not right now.
He's much more physically fussy than Emet, who for all his verbal whinging, is quite content to allow himself to be taken fully. Lahabrea is far more quiet, stern and reserved in his words, but the bites and tense nature of his body tells another story. A raging fire that needs calming back to a candle's glow. Perhaps Byleth can do little for his woes, but he can at least fuck the frustration out of him. Temporarily.
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[ It's unclear if it's a word of praise or in response to Lahabrea. Perhaps both. He gladly leans into that kiss, once again carding his fingers through gray hair. He rolls his hips up into his lover faster now, deeper thrusts. Picking up the pace gradually. He's in no hurry. He prefers to lift his partners to a climax rather than drive them there... unless that is the game of the day. There is room for that, but not right now.
He's much more physically fussy than Emet, who for all his verbal whinging, is quite content to allow himself to be taken fully. Lahabrea is far more quiet, stern and reserved in his words, but the bites and tense nature of his body tells another story. A raging fire that needs calming back to a candle's glow. Perhaps Byleth can do little for his woes, but he can at least fuck the frustration out of him. Temporarily.
He'll see how he responds to praise now. ]
You look and feel- hha- so wonderful. Lahabrea.