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[fatefulprince]

( oh, wow ... if there's anything Byleth knows how to do, it's make Corrin blush incessantly with his dirty talk. although technically speaking, it's not that dirty, but despite the many times he and Byleth have slept together, the former professor still has the ability to turn him to mush no matter what. )

O-Okay ... ( Corrin swallows, before comfortably setting himself in Byleth's lap - he apprehends the lubricant from the side, coating a good dollop on his partner's length with broad strokes of his palm, coating himself with the remnants. he reaches behind himself to line the head of Byleth's cock with his entrance, a sharp noise breaking from his throat when it pops inside, before the dragon prince sinks down until it is fully sheathed inside of him. with a tremble, he leans over to murmur in Byleth's ear. )

So glad I ... already prepared myself ... ( it made penetration so easy. slowly, he starts to roll his hips, dragging Byleth's cock deep inside of himself from head to base, moaning enthusiastically as he does so. gods, Corrin would never get tired of this. it feels so good on its own that he very nearly forgets the other request that Byleth had for him to touch himself, and so he takes his lubricant-soaked hand and wraps it around his own length, pumping himself while he rides. ) Ah...! Hahh ... ( he closes his eyes, losing himself to the pleasure. ) It's so good ...

[perfectteatime]

Ah... Corrin, you always feel just right.

[ He shifts his hips along with Corrin just enough to give an extra depth to the other's movements. Sliding his palms along those lean thighs and squeezing his hips, Byleth wets his lips and enjoys the show he's given. ]

Just look at you. You get off on it every time don't you? Being watched?

You're adorable. How shy you are- but I know how much it drives you wild. Mmm. Slow down. Roll your hips a little, like this. [ He directs Corrin by moving his hips with his own hands, showing him the right motion. ]

Don't cum until I say. If you get close, stop.

[fatefulprince]

( He feels "just right", Byleth says ... a statement which warms Corrin from the inside out. Anyone who has shared intimacy with the dragon prince before knows that he is a very submissive man, likely attributed to his kind and gentle nature. It's thrilling for him to know that he can provide his lover with a special sort of pleasure each time - that despite how many others there are, Byleth still loves his body. Perhaps without intending to, he fastens his arms just that little bit tighter around his shoulders, swept away with a longing to be closer to him.

And then Byleth starts to say all of that, and, wow. The dragon prince can't control the way that his mouth falls open in surprise, whimpering out soft moans which can only emphasise his approval. Byleth knows all of the buttons to press - and not only this, he knows to push them just right. The perfect balance of praise and degradation by lovingly highlighting his voyeuristic tendencies. )

Mmf...! G-Gods ... ( His face burns red and he hips his head down, really emphasising his shyness. As requested of him, he moves slower, moaning adoringly. ) Byleth ... ( Corrin kisses him slowly, savouring his taste, concentrating on moving at just the right speed while they make love. )

You ah-always know the right things to say ... ( Even without touching himself, he leaks a considerable amount of pre-come, and it wouldn't be the first time that the archbishop riles up his eager little prince through his words alone. )