[Dezel can't very well protest when Sorey touches him like that. The chaste kiss is sweet and soft, almost innocent despite what they're doing. Impossibly, he falls in love with the former Shepherd more.
His breath hitches as he's stretched, sometimes turning to a groan. But he greets Sorey with warm open arms, fastening around his waist, and takes all that he's given.]
Nnh-- d-damn, it's been a while since I did this. Give me a minute.
[He breathes in and out slowly. His own fault for tensing up like that, really. He draws his fingernails up and down Sorey's spine, trying to distract himself and ease any awkwardness.]
I-it's... fine now. You can move.
[He lifts his hips into Sorey and gasps. If Sorey doesn't move soon, Dezel will take matters into his own hands.]
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His breath hitches as he's stretched, sometimes turning to a groan. But he greets Sorey with warm open arms, fastening around his waist, and takes all that he's given.]
Nnh-- d-damn, it's been a while since I did this. Give me a minute.
[He breathes in and out slowly. His own fault for tensing up like that, really. He draws his fingernails up and down Sorey's spine, trying to distract himself and ease any awkwardness.]
I-it's... fine now. You can move.
[He lifts his hips into Sorey and gasps. If Sorey doesn't move soon, Dezel will take matters into his own hands.]