[they've done this dozens of times by now, but still, francel always squirms when aymeric enters him, like it's his first time, every time. he pants and wiggles against aymeric's length, greedy for more even as he reminds himself that he wants aymeric to go at his own pace. his gaze is fixed on aymeric's expression of pleasure; he drinks in every last detail.]
I want you, too... my lord... my master... darling... dearest...
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[they've done this dozens of times by now, but still, francel always squirms when aymeric enters him, like it's his first time, every time. he pants and wiggles against aymeric's length, greedy for more even as he reminds himself that he wants aymeric to go at his own pace. his gaze is fixed on aymeric's expression of pleasure; he drinks in every last detail.]
I want you, too... my lord... my master... darling... dearest...