[He'd probably just feel so much warmer if he had any idea of all these things running through Ghyslain's mind. Intimidated, yes, but also - flattered? Because Romain really is doing this out of desire, and soon as the high eases off from the experience, he's going to have a lot of sobriety falling heavy on his thoughts instead. Until then -]
Oui...
[- he lowers himself to kiss Ghyslain again. As lovely as his sounds are, he really wants to feel those lips on his own again, so plush, so soft. There's a conscious effort not to compare them to a girl's, but it's inevitable when he does anyway. It helps make this experience more familiar in the neutrality of offering pleasure rather than what gender he's offering it to.]
Dis-moi si tu n'aimez pas.
[Another reassurance that he wants the boy beneath him to enjoy it, just before his hand pushes inside his pants, still not quite prepared to make direct contact. It's just about the same he does every time he uses his hand, though: stimulate with some kind barrier over it, building anticipation until he finally provides some kind of relief in reaching a peak of touch.]
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Oui...
[- he lowers himself to kiss Ghyslain again. As lovely as his sounds are, he really wants to feel those lips on his own again, so plush, so soft. There's a conscious effort not to compare them to a girl's, but it's inevitable when he does anyway. It helps make this experience more familiar in the neutrality of offering pleasure rather than what gender he's offering it to.]
Dis-moi si tu n'aimez pas.
[Another reassurance that he wants the boy beneath him to enjoy it, just before his hand pushes inside his pants, still not quite prepared to make direct contact. It's just about the same he does every time he uses his hand, though: stimulate with some kind barrier over it, building anticipation until he finally provides some kind of relief in reaching a peak of touch.]