[ there is a sharp noise of surprise that leaves the prince when he feels Hubert's foot wedge onto the bulge in his crotch - and although it was a slightly intimidating gesture at best, it encourages him to bellow out a moan with a small smile. was Corrin really this much of a glutton for punishment? apparently so. but there were far more important matters at hand here than getting himself off: his smiling mouth hangs open when Hubert unbuckles the fasten of his belt, unveiling his erection to the prince - who cannot resist meeting the head of this cock with a kiss that envelopes it in his lips, the salty taste of pre-cum lining his tongue.
good heavens, sir. just how long have you been pent up for? Corrin is soft with his mouth despite how sharp around the edges his dragon features are. by enthusiasm alone, he should be illustrating his enjoyment of the act as clear as daylight. this was something that he genuinely loved to do. even to strangers, apparently - but the pollen was to blame. mostly.
he keeps his gaze fixed on Hubert while he coats the head of his cock in a series of bold, confident licks which demonstrate that Corrin is more than experienced with going down on men like this. gods, he loved it so much that he almost felt drunk off it. the heat, weight and smell of the dark haired stranger's cock was so enchanting, and he was more than willing to show his appreciation with his talented mouth. once he's decided he's provided enough attention to the head, his tongue traces a firm line down the base of his shaft to toy with his sensitive frenulum, tactfully using low moans to add pleasant vibrations. after drinking in another decent helping of pre-come from the slit, he pushes himself forward to engulf the other man in his mouth as far as he can take him, stopping only when the pressure at the back of his throat becomes almost unbearable.]
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good heavens, sir. just how long have you been pent up for? Corrin is soft with his mouth despite how sharp around the edges his dragon features are. by enthusiasm alone, he should be illustrating his enjoyment of the act as clear as daylight. this was something that he genuinely loved to do. even to strangers, apparently - but the pollen was to blame. mostly.
he keeps his gaze fixed on Hubert while he coats the head of his cock in a series of bold, confident licks which demonstrate that Corrin is more than experienced with going down on men like this. gods, he loved it so much that he almost felt drunk off it. the heat, weight and smell of the dark haired stranger's cock was so enchanting, and he was more than willing to show his appreciation with his talented mouth. once he's decided he's provided enough attention to the head, his tongue traces a firm line down the base of his shaft to toy with his sensitive frenulum, tactfully using low moans to add pleasant vibrations. after drinking in another decent helping of pre-come from the slit, he pushes himself forward to engulf the other man in his mouth as far as he can take him, stopping only when the pressure at the back of his throat becomes almost unbearable.]