[Eben liked to put on a show, but if he was being honest, and he wasn't going to be - vocally - right now. He'd have to tell S'rahz that he hadn't done this very often before. And that, no matter how into all of it that he was, he wasn't always sure what to do next. Should he kiss him, touch his tail, grind on him? They were all valid options, and he was going to do or was already doing all three of them.
Damn, that's what he wants to say. What he wants to groan out between gasps as S'rahz grips him and pulls him in tighter, helping to guide their bodies in fluid, grinding motions.]
I.. S'rahz, man.
[He rolls his hips, practically rutting his hips into the other's, wanting him to feel even a fraction of what Eben was feeling. Lowering his head, he uses his nose to nuzzle the underside of S'rhaz's jaw, nudging his head back so Eben could trail kisses up and down the length of his neck.]
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Damn, that's what he wants to say. What he wants to groan out between gasps as S'rahz grips him and pulls him in tighter, helping to guide their bodies in fluid, grinding motions.]
I.. S'rahz, man.
[He rolls his hips, practically rutting his hips into the other's, wanting him to feel even a fraction of what Eben was feeling. Lowering his head, he uses his nose to nuzzle the underside of S'rhaz's jaw, nudging his head back so Eben could trail kisses up and down the length of his neck.]