[He scoffs at that, as if patience ever served him. However, with a departing kiss, and soon a sinking to his knees, Estinien is rewarded with Aymeric's warm mouth on his otherwise cooled cock, his hand cradling his balls as an added bonus.
A pleased grumble leaves Estinien as he watches Aymeric go to work, his free hands reaching down to weave fingers between those silky black locks, his hold soft. However, he finds himself bucking forward, though not as forceful as he could be, there's certainly eagerness behind it.
It takes every ounce of self control not to just grip Aymeric's hair and thrust forward into his welcoming mouth, wanting to sheath himself deep into the wet orifice. For Aymeric's benefit, he doesn't, not yet anyway. He hardly wants to force him to choke on his cock, after all.]
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A pleased grumble leaves Estinien as he watches Aymeric go to work, his free hands reaching down to weave fingers between those silky black locks, his hold soft. However, he finds himself bucking forward, though not as forceful as he could be, there's certainly eagerness behind it.
It takes every ounce of self control not to just grip Aymeric's hair and thrust forward into his welcoming mouth, wanting to sheath himself deep into the wet orifice. For Aymeric's benefit, he doesn't, not yet anyway. He hardly wants to force him to choke on his cock, after all.]