Now, what a quick learner it looks like they've got. A low pleased rumble rolls up through Sylvain's palms when he takes nice fistfuls of Angeal's chest - it's not usually a part of his body that gets much mind paid to for one reason or another. (Most of the reasons are because he takes most of the control.) Having them linger there, then drag downwards.... It's rather nice.
"Good boy really savoring his reward, hm?" he murmurs, shifting on the floor so that Sylvain has an easier time reaching. It's a bit of a squeeze, all three of them together, but that's fine.
Just means Angeal doesn't have to reach far to let his fingers sink into that red hair, nails scraping softly against his scalp.
In the meanwhile, well... Even without being fully hard, it's easy enough to see the bulge there in his pans, visible even with clothing tailored for this sort of nuisance. Easy enough to tease, or get fistfuls of - whatever's in Sylvain's desire.
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"Good boy really savoring his reward, hm?" he murmurs, shifting on the floor so that Sylvain has an easier time reaching. It's a bit of a squeeze, all three of them together, but that's fine.
Just means Angeal doesn't have to reach far to let his fingers sink into that red hair, nails scraping softly against his scalp.
In the meanwhile, well... Even without being fully hard, it's easy enough to see the bulge there in his pans, visible even with clothing tailored for this sort of nuisance. Easy enough to tease, or get fistfuls of - whatever's in Sylvain's desire.