[ well if he isn't stopping him, eiden isn't going to balk. the moans coming from this man just carve themselves into his brain, feed him more than easily. he isn't sure if it's his essence or simply what he's become after spending so long on the klein continent, but does it really matter. so teeth and tongue it is, planting a soon-to-be mark right there on his throat, another on his collarbone. ]
Too late to now...
[ a well-aimed thrust upwards that meets him when he presses down earns wriothesley the sight of him throwing his head back a moment, fingers digging in at his shoulders, sliding downwards to greedily place palms over his chest and squeeze. maybe thumbs cheekily stroking along the other's nipples in a rhythmic back and forth as he squeezes down around him, bottoming out with a sigh that sounds so satisfied while dancing on the edge. his own cock is just mercilessly dripping, every bit of friction bringing him closer to release. ]
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Too late to now...
[ a well-aimed thrust upwards that meets him when he presses down earns wriothesley the sight of him throwing his head back a moment, fingers digging in at his shoulders, sliding downwards to greedily place palms over his chest and squeeze. maybe thumbs cheekily stroking along the other's nipples in a rhythmic back and forth as he squeezes down around him, bottoming out with a sigh that sounds so satisfied while dancing on the edge. his own cock is just mercilessly dripping, every bit of friction bringing him closer to release. ]