Shit-- [He almost wheezes out the curse as he's suddenly picked up with such ease. Logically, he knows Vergilius is strong, much stronger than the average human, but it doesn't really become obvious until he feels it like this as he's planted into the other man's lap.
Daan gasps, arching up into the hand stroking him, feeling weirdly small against Vergilius like this. It's not even a bad thing, it's just different.
And he could really listen to his voice like that for as long as it's given to him. So he answers with ease--]
Yes. Fuck yes. [Briefly, he squirms, if only so he can spread out his legs and fuck up into Vergilius' hand eagerly. His head tips to the side, exposing his neck and shoulder, trembling in his hold. A hand comes up, the only steady part of him, an innate nature; he guides the hand groping over his chest to a sensitive nipple, encouraging him to touch as he pleases.]
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Daan gasps, arching up into the hand stroking him, feeling weirdly small against Vergilius like this. It's not even a bad thing, it's just different.
And he could really listen to his voice like that for as long as it's given to him. So he answers with ease--]
Yes. Fuck yes. [Briefly, he squirms, if only so he can spread out his legs and fuck up into Vergilius' hand eagerly. His head tips to the side, exposing his neck and shoulder, trembling in his hold. A hand comes up, the only steady part of him, an innate nature; he guides the hand groping over his chest to a sensitive nipple, encouraging him to touch as he pleases.]