Azwel would like to say that before he'd arrived in Duplicity he'd been much more discreet, but that'd be a lie. He's always been utterly shameless and now is no exception as he purrs in response to that loud moan. He curls his hands under Carden's legs and pulls them upward, slowly making it all the way in.

"Mmmh, you... really were planning this... weren't you?" he pants, starting a languid rhythm. "Can't say I'd... complain.... Ah! god.... You feel too good...." Even as he moves, his hands roam hungrily, dragging heat and energy across Carden's skin, so deeply familiar.