There they go. Now this is going quite nice. Even in just this couple of minutes, Angeal can already smell how wet and longing Sylvain is, in a way that compliments his needy noises perfectly. "That's right, our good boy is feeling it too, isn't he?" Angeal continues to hum, still not touching Sylvain's arousal directly. "You want to come like this? Come exactly like you always should, with someone's cock down your pretty throat?"

While he's talking, he makes another gesture to Mithrun for a little more just like Sylvain is clearly responding to, followed up by a little thumbs up. He's doing great so far, and Angeal wants to let him know that.

Wants to let him know that almost as much as he wants to guide that hand over to Sylvain's throat for his last sentence. As he guides his fingers with a feather's touch along Sylvain's adam apple.