[The praise drips from his lips in almost the same tone and cadence as he'd called Sylvain clever before, experimental once again; by now he's pretty sure he's got a read on what this dream redhead likes and will let him get away with, and so he might as well take his shot at putting stakes right down into it.
It feels good, being more brazen than he usually allows himself. It's a freedom he can't help but relish, the feeling of someone else's hands drifting over his skin and thick noises pressed against his mouth where he can swallow them. It feels good to act out, but more importantly, it feels good to be the center of someone else's world in a way that gets him touched for it, and not just propped up on a pedestal so sky-high he couldn't hope to see the ground around him.]
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[The praise drips from his lips in almost the same tone and cadence as he'd called Sylvain clever before, experimental once again; by now he's pretty sure he's got a read on what this dream redhead likes and will let him get away with, and so he might as well take his shot at putting stakes right down into it.
It feels good, being more brazen than he usually allows himself. It's a freedom he can't help but relish, the feeling of someone else's hands drifting over his skin and thick noises pressed against his mouth where he can swallow them. It feels good to act out, but more importantly, it feels good to be the center of someone else's world in a way that gets him touched for it, and not just propped up on a pedestal so sky-high he couldn't hope to see the ground around him.]
I'll bet you're pretty on your knees.