[Fuuta buckles into him and Sherwood is there to catch him, not containing a soft chuckle at his reaction. His still gloved hand lifts and cradles the young man's head, scratching gently at the back of his hair. Leaning in, he coos direct to an ear,]
Good boy, you can handle it, [some encouraging praise to offset such intensity. Sherwood's fingers feel how he shudders at that certain point and purposefully avoid his prostate beyond a glancing tickle. It would a shame for Fuuta to get too much pleasure from this and come undone. Avoiding any post nut clarity would be best for him, Sherwood is sure. He wants what he wants,]
My cock is only a big larger... are you ready? [as if he didn't just shove three, large fingers in- but that's the benefit of healing magic, it's quick and feels good, most don't question beyond that]
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Good boy, you can handle it, [some encouraging praise to offset such intensity. Sherwood's fingers feel how he shudders at that certain point and purposefully avoid his prostate beyond a glancing tickle. It would a shame for Fuuta to get too much pleasure from this and come undone. Avoiding any post nut clarity would be best for him, Sherwood is sure. He wants what he wants,]
My cock is only a big larger... are you ready? [as if he didn't just shove three, large fingers in- but that's the benefit of healing magic, it's quick and feels good, most don't question beyond that]