[Please. A little sound escapes him at that, much as he's been trying to smother his own reactions, and he kisses Romain's ear softly before shifting down a bit to unbutton and unzip his pants. He gets another gentle massage over the fabric of his boxers (which are adorable, good god, Ghyslain has to suck his lips back between his teeth to keep from giggling, just stifling it into a fond little smile), then everything gets eased down around his ankles. He can decide if he wants to kick them right off and be undressed or if the comfort of being able to reach down easily and pull them back up makes it better.
And for the first time, it becomes quite plain that Ghyslain needs to calm himself before continuing, a few deep and shaky breaths leaving his lips before he settles his hand on Romain's cock. It's so hot, almost completely hard now, and Ghyslain just wants to bury his face beween those legs and kiss all around it. Take it right into his mouth. But that's not their agreement, so he just curls his hand again and starts to stroke with more force and intent. His breathing is still heavier than it should be, but he can't stop that now. His chest feels tight with anticipation, the need to see Romain come apart.]
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And for the first time, it becomes quite plain that Ghyslain needs to calm himself before continuing, a few deep and shaky breaths leaving his lips before he settles his hand on Romain's cock. It's so hot, almost completely hard now, and Ghyslain just wants to bury his face beween those legs and kiss all around it. Take it right into his mouth. But that's not their agreement, so he just curls his hand again and starts to stroke with more force and intent. His breathing is still heavier than it should be, but he can't stop that now. His chest feels tight with anticipation, the need to see Romain come apart.]