[ Objections are the last thing on Gil's mind right now. As soon as their cocks touch, he lets out a moan that is restrained in volume but no less wanton for it. ]
Rau...
[ Not a statement that is going anywhere, just a breathless exclamation of the name. How could anybody expect differently of him? Gilbert Durandal is always motivated by love, and the simple primitive pleasure of sex is stripping away all other parts of him with ease. I love you, his body sings, and simply calling Rau's name is the best way to externalize it without making his partner want to gag him.
Truly, Gil's only complaint about this set-up is that it's uncomfortable to hold himself upright with his arm and doing so still doesn't bring him close enough to reach Rau's lips. Seeking to remedy the problem, he wraps his arms around Rau's shoulders and pulls him back down with him. Should Rau allow this, Gil's drawing him into a breathless kiss while they thrust their hips in a loose rhythm. ]
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Rau...
[ Not a statement that is going anywhere, just a breathless exclamation of the name. How could anybody expect differently of him? Gilbert Durandal is always motivated by love, and the simple primitive pleasure of sex is stripping away all other parts of him with ease. I love you, his body sings, and simply calling Rau's name is the best way to externalize it without making his partner want to gag him.
Truly, Gil's only complaint about this set-up is that it's uncomfortable to hold himself upright with his arm and doing so still doesn't bring him close enough to reach Rau's lips. Seeking to remedy the problem, he wraps his arms around Rau's shoulders and pulls him back down with him. Should Rau allow this, Gil's drawing him into a breathless kiss while they thrust their hips in a loose rhythm. ]