[ there's a myriad of feeling and sensations fire-cracking throughout him. bursting, prickling little lights under skin here and there. he gasps a little, whimpers, lets trembling little moans. when claude's mouth falls to a small, sensitive nipple the boy practically whines, and the tender thing hardens. perspiration gathers under his hair, near his ears, along his neck, and collar, and down his sides. his breathing comes and goes profoundly, his lips remain slightly parted. the temptation is too great, he can't help himself, he rocks his hips a little forward and willingly takes claude deeper.
just for a moment, before it makes him lock up, a jolt shooting through his spine. he tilts against claude's body, fingers softly curling into the lapels of his coat, and gaze fixated on him with a mixture of longing and adoration. all he wants, now, is to feel, feel claude all around him, seeping into him, running his fingers along him. where fear had been, now rests the unquestionable desire to give without hesitation. he can't hear claude's heart, there isn't any to listen to, but he listens to the beating of his own through claude's chest and tries to imagine one anyway. ]
Does it sate your appetite? [ weary, shakily, with his face partially hidden against him. ] Is it pleasing, Claude? [ because, god does he want to please him. ]
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just for a moment, before it makes him lock up, a jolt shooting through his spine. he tilts against claude's body, fingers softly curling into the lapels of his coat, and gaze fixated on him with a mixture of longing and adoration. all he wants, now, is to feel, feel claude all around him, seeping into him, running his fingers along him. where fear had been, now rests the unquestionable desire to give without hesitation. he can't hear claude's heart, there isn't any to listen to, but he listens to the beating of his own through claude's chest and tries to imagine one anyway. ]
Does it sate your appetite? [ weary, shakily, with his face partially hidden against him. ] Is it pleasing, Claude? [ because, god does he want to please him. ]