[ Though Siegfried's words embarrass him, he can't deny that feeling of pride that the person he's been drawn to for so long desires him so. His wordless requests are well-heeded, and it's nice to be so eagerly attended to, like their dance of desires is mutual. The physical sensation certainly isn't anything to complain about, the pleasure of having his nipple pinched and rolled against the pads of Siegfried's fingers reaching directly to his stiff cock. He's all but overwhelmed when the other man leans up to take that hard nub in his lips, the mere sight erotic enough to get him going. There's a warm tongue caressing the sensitive skin, and Percival can't help but cry out, high-pitched whimpers escaping from the back of his throat. ]
This -- [ It's too good. At this point his cock is itching unbearably, and his reaches down to take it, pumping himself. His hips start to roll, relishing in those teasing moments Siegfried's cock brushes up against his entrance. ] K-Keep going.
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This -- [ It's too good. At this point his cock is itching unbearably, and his reaches down to take it, pumping himself. His hips start to roll, relishing in those teasing moments Siegfried's cock brushes up against his entrance. ] K-Keep going.