[Sephiroth has never been touched like this by someone else. To have Ciri explore the length of his cock so gently, so curiously at first, has him guttering out a breath — measured out in equals parts surprise and pleasure. The latter coils hot in his belly, and he finds himself biting his own lower lip to hold back any further sounds. (For now.)
When she slicks his precum along his length, he tilts his head back slightly, reveling in the sensation. She’s so warm, and though it’s undoubtedly exaggerated in his lust-addled mind, her palm feels all-encompassing.]
I…
[His tone is low, too, his mind trying to consider how to answer this question, pulled from a blissed out languor from how her strokes have become all but rhythmic now.]
no subject
When she slicks his precum along his length, he tilts his head back slightly, reveling in the sensation. She’s so warm, and though it’s undoubtedly exaggerated in his lust-addled mind, her palm feels all-encompassing.]
I…
[His tone is low, too, his mind trying to consider how to answer this question, pulled from a blissed out languor from how her strokes have become all but rhythmic now.]
Don't stop yet.
[That's a yes.]