[ Claude gets his wish in that Sylvain doesn't try to be quiet this time. Head falling back to the pillow, the groan that escapes him is low and strained, sliding out on a ragged exhale as that warm wet heat slides around his cock again, combined with the slow, sure stroke of Claude's fingers.
The double assault slides along his senses, sending pleasure sparking along his nerves and muscles twitch beneath Claude's weight but otherwise he doesn't shift so much as an inch. Although fingers might twist and curl in the sheets beneath him as he drags in another lungful of air. ]
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The double assault slides along his senses, sending pleasure sparking along his nerves and muscles twitch beneath Claude's weight but otherwise he doesn't shift so much as an inch. Although fingers might twist and curl in the sheets beneath him as he drags in another lungful of air. ]
Fuck.