[ There's something in how Sylvain yields to him rather than putting up any kind of resistance like he'd half-expected that does something to him. It rushes through him like a blaze of fire, there and gone too quickly to name but stoked again and again by all those noises slipping free.
That includes hands winding tighter in his hair, one curse gasped after another with his name following, all of it feeling like sparks waiting to fall on another pile of kindling. It stokes a need within him he's trying to ignore to focus on Sylvain because it can wait until later. All that matters right now is cutting Sylvain's last threads of control loose.
One small shift and he leverages his weight against Sylvain's hips to free up a hand, once again wrapping his fingers around what little remaining of the other's shaft is being neglected. If earlier it was about a pace meant to lengthen pleasure, this is about bringing it about when all those signs point to Sylvain being about to tip over the edge. Claude wants that more than anything like it was his own need to begin with, and desire is a powerful motivator. ]
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That includes hands winding tighter in his hair, one curse gasped after another with his name following, all of it feeling like sparks waiting to fall on another pile of kindling. It stokes a need within him he's trying to ignore to focus on Sylvain because it can wait until later. All that matters right now is cutting Sylvain's last threads of control loose.
One small shift and he leverages his weight against Sylvain's hips to free up a hand, once again wrapping his fingers around what little remaining of the other's shaft is being neglected. If earlier it was about a pace meant to lengthen pleasure, this is about bringing it about when all those signs point to Sylvain being about to tip over the edge. Claude wants that more than anything like it was his own need to begin with, and desire is a powerful motivator. ]