[ The other's smile makes Kaveh smile too, and the chuckle is answered in kind, even as he's forced to bite back a soft moan as he presses his hips into the other, as pale fingers roll deftly over his nipple, teasing and testing. The truth is that he's very vocal, but also shy enough about the fact that even now, he hesitates, tries in vain to conceal it in some small way.
Not that it really works, not with the way his hips arch toward where Neuvillette's hand stops at the waistband of his pants, with the whimper on his lips so evident despite himself.
He flushes a pretty pink, and nods, another breathless chuckle on his lips. ]
Mm, of course.
[ And so his hands move to his waistband; undoing, pushing, until the fabric slip off his hips, baring his flushed, leaking cock to the dragon's eyes. ]
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Not that it really works, not with the way his hips arch toward where Neuvillette's hand stops at the waistband of his pants, with the whimper on his lips so evident despite himself.
He flushes a pretty pink, and nods, another breathless chuckle on his lips. ]
Mm, of course.
[ And so his hands move to his waistband; undoing, pushing, until the fabric slip off his hips, baring his flushed, leaking cock to the dragon's eyes. ]