Squall likes that Byleth isn't quiet, he likes that despite the chemistry between them that these slow deep thrusts seem to be fine for Byleth too. He enjoys the way Byleth's so tight against him and he can take all of him in, hitting him so deep each time. It's honestly indescribable pleasure.

The quickening pace is welcomed and Squall reaches down to Byleth's own neglected cock, wrapping his hand around him and moving it in time to their pace. He reached up too, needing to taste those lips again, kissing him. "By-byleth..ah..so..mhmm." Even if the rain hadn't helped him get in this position, squall's happy he is. He's quickly seeing how much he enjoys byleth.