It's several moments before Azwel can respond again and when he does the words are nearly incoherent. His hips never stop moving.
"It won't... harm us...." he pants. "Mmmmmhhhh... just... let go..." his voice drops to a lustful whisper. "Please.... It's all right... you'll be all right..."
He angles his hips slightly and the pressure to his sensitive spot elicits an almost sobbing cry--it's so much more tender than usual. Shaky moans ride every breath for several moments.
"Fall with me..." he breathes, his hands caressing Vash's face and neck. Another moan escapes him. "Please...."
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Date: 2019-05-24 04:32 pm (UTC)"It won't... harm us...." he pants. "Mmmmmhhhh... just... let go..." his voice drops to a lustful whisper. "Please.... It's all right... you'll be all right..."
He angles his hips slightly and the pressure to his sensitive spot elicits an almost sobbing cry--it's so much more tender than usual. Shaky moans ride every breath for several moments.
"Fall with me..." he breathes, his hands caressing Vash's face and neck. Another moan escapes him. "Please...."