[ Good boy. Oohf. How many times has Byleth uttered those very words to someone he was fucking? To have it turned back on him now though sends a harsh shudder through him. Well. It's fairly clear the dynamic here, between the two of them.
He sucks in a sharp breath as that finger delves into him. He shifts his hips forward, trying to make it easier for him to access, bracing one foot against the rung of a chair. ]
Hahh... oh fhh- [ He almost misses the question, and it takes him a moment to focus enough to even answer it. ]
No.
[ Not to dunk on Emet or anything, but having had plenty of beastly lovers, dragons included, he's gotten used to pushing his limits. ]
Dragons. Are bigger- [ His breath hitches, turning his head toward Hythlodaeus's neck, kissing and nipping, though he still lets the other man dictate the pace of the encounter, as he seems wont to do. ]
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He sucks in a sharp breath as that finger delves into him. He shifts his hips forward, trying to make it easier for him to access, bracing one foot against the rung of a chair. ]
Hahh... oh fhh- [ He almost misses the question, and it takes him a moment to focus enough to even answer it. ]
No.
[ Not to dunk on Emet or anything, but having had plenty of beastly lovers, dragons included, he's gotten used to pushing his limits. ]
Dragons. Are bigger- [ His breath hitches, turning his head toward Hythlodaeus's neck, kissing and nipping, though he still lets the other man dictate the pace of the encounter, as he seems wont to do. ]