[ And Astarion has just hit deftly upon a praise kink, such a thing as that he heard as his lips wrapped around more, cheeks hollowing as he sucked and tasted the dead sea salt therein upon that perfect effigy of an arousal, shifting downward so that he could take more-- fitting an inch more deeper inside while he glanced up at Astarion as if seeking approval.
The rumble at the back of the throat that felt deceptively like a purr and his fingers casually stroking that thigh, leather clad and pliant under his fingers. If he attempted to speak, it was unintelligible with how much he wanted to continue his ministrations of cock in mouth; but still on the back of his tongue it was clear he could take more.
A wizard, after all, should always attempt to challenge themself on a day by day basis and he was resolved to be the very best; if this was the last blowjob that the pale elf would ever recieve, it would tear the world asunder. ]
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The rumble at the back of the throat that felt deceptively like a purr and his fingers casually stroking that thigh, leather clad and pliant under his fingers. If he attempted to speak, it was unintelligible with how much he wanted to continue his ministrations of cock in mouth; but still on the back of his tongue it was clear he could take more.
A wizard, after all, should always attempt to challenge themself on a day by day basis and he was resolved to be the very best; if this was the last blowjob that the pale elf would ever recieve, it would tear the world asunder. ]