[The sensation of Taashath's strong jaw and stubble against his inner leg sends thrills through Cyril's body.
As far as what he likes, he enjoys the bruising that Taas leaves on his pale skin. The sharp pain that leaves them there makes him groan and cling a bit to Taashath's horns.
When he's touched his hips shift a bit into the touch, careful not to dislodge himself but clearly showing that he enjoyed being touched by those thick fingers.
Then Taas's face is between his legs, against his cock, and it responds eagerly. His fingers stay on the Qunari's horns, enjoying the sensations moving though his body.]
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As far as what he likes, he enjoys the bruising that Taas leaves on his pale skin. The sharp pain that leaves them there makes him groan and cling a bit to Taashath's horns.
When he's touched his hips shift a bit into the touch, careful not to dislodge himself but clearly showing that he enjoyed being touched by those thick fingers.
Then Taas's face is between his legs, against his cock, and it responds eagerly. His fingers stay on the Qunari's horns, enjoying the sensations moving though his body.]