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[perfectteatime]

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[freckledarcher]

Ashe may have some nerves that lingered, but he trusted Byleth. When Byleth kissed him he eagerly tried to kiss him back before he slowed down. He didn't want to seem overeager, but between Byleth keeping his words and this kiss it became harder to keep it in check. Ashe opened his mouth wider to accept Byleth's tongue. He placed his hands on Byleth's chest, his body shivering from the way Byleth held him.

Ashe doesn't pull away. He slowly kisses him back as the quietest of moans left his lips.

[perfectteatime]

His own hand covers the one that presses against his chest, offering encouragement to touch. The little moan is so damned cute though it just about melts him. He smiles into the kiss and lets his hands roam a bit more, slipping under the hem of Ashe's shirt and pushing it up, feeling out his chest, letting his fingers brush over the soft peaks of his nipples underneath.

He keeps his touches light but still assured. Calm, guiding the whole tone of everything.

He breaks the kiss only so that he can trail more kisses down his jaw and neck, nipping playfully.

I know this is late but *slides on in*

[freckledarcher]

Ashe started writhing slowly from the touch on his chest. He let out a louder moan from the wave of pleasure that followed after Byleth brushed his nipples. Whenever he found time to pleasure himself it was usually a few quick pumps then he was done. He didn't know how sensitive his body was until now. It made him want Byleth even more and he was trying not to feel embarrassed over his eagerness.

Ashe's hands stopped their exploration of Byleth's chest as he leaned back from the kisses along his neck. He groaned from the bite and gripped his shirt before letting go. "B-Byleth..." He got out in between his moans.