[with everything now running smoothly, he's quick to fall back into his own indulgent rhythm. he is savoring the touch between them, his motions and excitement slowly building as the hand around his arousal steadily becomes the only thing he can think about.
and the more he thinks about it, the less he can catch himself--as sounds, small moans and helpless breaths, leave his lips without him even realizing it. he tries to stay so quiet at times like this, but he is starting to forget that anyone on the outside could even hear them.
it must be very satisfying to hear his self-restraint crumble, when he can suddenly feel the soft fabric of his dress mixed in with warm touches and a building pressure--he gasps and groans against it, his free arm now wrapping around the other in a thoughtless plea to have him closer.
the word "yes" hisses out of him, and as much as he'd wanted to pleasure his partner, he's having trouble remembering his hand enough to keep it steady.]
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and the more he thinks about it, the less he can catch himself--as sounds, small moans and helpless breaths, leave his lips without him even realizing it. he tries to stay so quiet at times like this, but he is starting to forget that anyone on the outside could even hear them.
it must be very satisfying to hear his self-restraint crumble, when he can suddenly feel the soft fabric of his dress mixed in with warm touches and a building pressure--he gasps and groans against it, his free arm now wrapping around the other in a thoughtless plea to have him closer.
the word "yes" hisses out of him, and as much as he'd wanted to pleasure his partner, he's having trouble remembering his hand enough to keep it steady.]