[ He watches Viktor for a moment - trying to catch a glimpse of the man's mouth on his cock. He lets out a moan, and even though it's soft - it's unrestrained. It's coming from a man who's dropped every guard around Viktor because he trusts him wholly. He just wants to touch and feel him. He wants to ground himself in Viktor's touch and feel what it means to be close to someone like this. The thought of not touching him —
A breathy laugh. ]
I can try.
[ He knows himself well enough to know how long he won't last, but his eyes search, quizzical. (Though he does consider - if it's hands off, that doesn't mean he can't use his mouth, right?) For now, he'll use everything he has until requested otherwise. He tilts his head, kissing everything that he can reach - the inside of Viktor's thighs, his cock so close to his face. His tongue soon follows, tracing on that metallic flesh he's never quite experienced like this before. ]
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A breathy laugh. ]
I can try.
[ He knows himself well enough to know how long he won't last, but his eyes search, quizzical. (Though he does consider - if it's hands off, that doesn't mean he can't use his mouth, right?) For now, he'll use everything he has until requested otherwise. He tilts his head, kissing everything that he can reach - the inside of Viktor's thighs, his cock so close to his face. His tongue soon follows, tracing on that metallic flesh he's never quite experienced like this before. ]