He'd go immediately for Angeal's trousers, but the way Angeal treats him makes him think he enjoys the sensual as well, so he starts at Angeal's shoulders instead. He smoothes his hands over his chest (taking a moment to squeeze his ample pecs, wow) and down across his stomach before finding his hips.
He feels Mithrun's hand on his own hip, and he shifts, spreading his knees further apart to give Mithrun more room. The outline of his cock is stark against the fabric of his trousers.
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Sylvain nods. "Yeah..."
He'd go immediately for Angeal's trousers, but the way Angeal treats him makes him think he enjoys the sensual as well, so he starts at Angeal's shoulders instead. He smoothes his hands over his chest (taking a moment to squeeze his ample pecs, wow) and down across his stomach before finding his hips.
He feels Mithrun's hand on his own hip, and he shifts, spreading his knees further apart to give Mithrun more room. The outline of his cock is stark against the fabric of his trousers.