[Desperate kisses are spread in quick, wet pecks across Aymeric's face and lips, his hips urge into their united hands. His moan is only soft because he minds their privacy, not out of embarrassment.]
I would beg if-- if that's what you needed to hear.
[He's panting, eagerly sinking into this newfound thrill of his. It's exciting, something new and precious he can share with Aymeric if he so desired. How difficult it is suddenly to keep himself from finishing, wanting nothing more than to make a mess of them both, but he holds back because he is not a man who shirks his orders.]
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I would beg if-- if that's what you needed to hear.
[He's panting, eagerly sinking into this newfound thrill of his. It's exciting, something new and precious he can share with Aymeric if he so desired. How difficult it is suddenly to keep himself from finishing, wanting nothing more than to make a mess of them both, but he holds back because he is not a man who shirks his orders.]
Please-- please. Let me, let us both.