[Cyril's entire body responds to that as he curves a bit into the touch. He closes his eyes and focuses on just letting himself enjoy the touch. He wants to be ready for Taas too, and that means letting himself relax and enjoy what that finger is doing to him. It's much easier than he would have thought, as he is almost desperate to take Taas in.]
[He takes his time to stretch and ready the elf, not adding another big finger until the muscles are nice and loose around him already. The oil was going to run out if he kept it up for too long... but he didn't want to hurt Cyril.
Zevran had only taken him in after an orgasm loosening him, after all, and took all of it by pure stubbornness. No matter how much he wanted to take the elf, they were doing this properly.
Scissoring the fingers to spread him further, Taas bends his neck to suck little red marks down Cyril's chest, flicking a large, hot tongue over a nipple with a low groan.]
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Zevran had only taken him in after an orgasm loosening him, after all, and took all of it by pure stubbornness. No matter how much he wanted to take the elf, they were doing this properly.
Scissoring the fingers to spread him further, Taas bends his neck to suck little red marks down Cyril's chest, flicking a large, hot tongue over a nipple with a low groan.]