[ Siegfried's pulse quickens when he feels Percival's grip tighten on his hair, driven and encouraged by the sound of his breathing growing shallower and the sight of Percival descending further into lust. He can hardly reply at the moment without risking the breaking of that spell, so he merely gazes upward into the other man's eyes as he begins to move.
He warns him, even. Gives him time to refuse the assertion, even if Siegfried wouldn't dream of it at the moment. It's sweet and considerate, like Percival always is, despite his outward demeanor.
Unfortunately, Percival receives no such warning when the steady bobbing of his lips up and down his cock is joined by the feeling of a slick forefinger parting Percival's cheeks, encircling his tight hole before pressing slowly into it. ]
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He warns him, even. Gives him time to refuse the assertion, even if Siegfried wouldn't dream of it at the moment. It's sweet and considerate, like Percival always is, despite his outward demeanor.
Unfortunately, Percival receives no such warning when the steady bobbing of his lips up and down his cock is joined by the feeling of a slick forefinger parting Percival's cheeks, encircling his tight hole before pressing slowly into it. ]