[Fuuta is just so compact and easy to manhandle, whoops. Not to mention receptive. First, getting aroused from being carried. Now, growing fully hard at first touch. Sherwood gets a feel for him first, still beneath the fabric, giving Fuuta an exploratory stroke from base to tip of his cock. He has large hands with long fingers and wasn't about to remove his gloves, so Fuuta's treated to the glide of warm, satin fabric along his dick instead of bare skin.
He only teases that way for a moment, feeling how stifling it would be to continue still beneath his clothing. Sherwood pulls his hand back and uses it to peel down his shorts or open them up, whichever lets Fuuta's erection spring into the open air, exposed,]
My, a moment... hmm... [Sherwood leaves him like that for juuuust a horribly embarrassing few seconds. He's leaning to the side table and grabbing some lubricant, since he doesn't exactly want to friction burn the young man's dick by his absolute refusal to just remove his damned gloves-
He pours some lube directly to Fuuta's standing upright cock, letting it dribble down messily before his hand is returning to grip him again, firmly closing around his length,]
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He only teases that way for a moment, feeling how stifling it would be to continue still beneath his clothing. Sherwood pulls his hand back and uses it to peel down his shorts or open them up, whichever lets Fuuta's erection spring into the open air, exposed,]
My, a moment... hmm... [Sherwood leaves him like that for juuuust a horribly embarrassing few seconds. He's leaning to the side table and grabbing some lubricant, since he doesn't exactly want to friction burn the young man's dick by his absolute refusal to just remove his damned gloves-
He pours some lube directly to Fuuta's standing upright cock, letting it dribble down messily before his hand is returning to grip him again, firmly closing around his length,]