[ Though it's what he had demanded, nothing can quite prepare him for the ride that comes. He can feel every inch of the other man's cock as those hips slap against his thighs in one lewd sound, each press of Siegfried in his deepest spot an intense sensation like nothing he's ever felt. He hasn't had many lovers in his lifetime, but he did have a little experience in his youth, and no one he's been with has shown him this amount of passion. With each thrust he can feel Siegfried's desire for him, and Percival has nothing but revere for the other man's strength and power. It's addictive to be treated this way, to be the sole focus of Siegfried's attention and melt in his sturdy grip.
The fingers stroking at his length is practically torture, edging him closer and closer to that climax he knows is coming. Though he often has a lot to say, he finds himself unable to speak in this moment, too overwhelmed by the triple threat of being fucked, stroked and kissed so passionately. Percival holds on for dear life, well-manicured fingernails digging into the muscles of Siegfried's back, leaving red welts and scratch marks as evidence of their tryst. There isn't much he can do but take each thrust, and that he does, gripping Siegfried's body close in his straddle and rolling his hips back against him. With equal passion he kisses the other man, exploring his mouth and nibbling lightly at his lower lip. The whole ordeal has him quite giddy, like he's light-headed and in the clouds. ]
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The fingers stroking at his length is practically torture, edging him closer and closer to that climax he knows is coming. Though he often has a lot to say, he finds himself unable to speak in this moment, too overwhelmed by the triple threat of being fucked, stroked and kissed so passionately. Percival holds on for dear life, well-manicured fingernails digging into the muscles of Siegfried's back, leaving red welts and scratch marks as evidence of their tryst. There isn't much he can do but take each thrust, and that he does, gripping Siegfried's body close in his straddle and rolling his hips back against him. With equal passion he kisses the other man, exploring his mouth and nibbling lightly at his lower lip. The whole ordeal has him quite giddy, like he's light-headed and in the clouds. ]