[ Graves murmurs, his gaze intense when he meets his eyes. He's aroused, and there is no shame as he regards his young, inexperienced husband. There is everything to cherish in his uncertainty, so much to show him -- and he takes pleasure in the fact that he'll be the first. He makes a soft, approving noise when he feels Credence move, and his hand comes between them, drawing his cock along with his own, pressing them together as he rolls his hips, introducing a velvet friction that sends a jolt of pleasure up his spine.
He's rubbing them together, hand closing around Credence's and their dicks, sensuous and deliberate. He can see potential in his lover, the buds of an awakening sexuality that he plans to cultivate. He guides both of Credence's legs around his waist, rocking against him in slow thrusts and thrumming with anticipation. Credence asks for these things so sweetly, and Graves relishes the innocence, the deflowering. ]
Touch me. [ He instructs quietly, urging him on. He has plans for him, for tonight, and every one of them involve his beautiful young consort writhing with pleasure in the sheets. ] My body is yours to explore.
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[ Graves murmurs, his gaze intense when he meets his eyes. He's aroused, and there is no shame as he regards his young, inexperienced husband. There is everything to cherish in his uncertainty, so much to show him -- and he takes pleasure in the fact that he'll be the first. He makes a soft, approving noise when he feels Credence move, and his hand comes between them, drawing his cock along with his own, pressing them together as he rolls his hips, introducing a velvet friction that sends a jolt of pleasure up his spine.
He's rubbing them together, hand closing around Credence's and their dicks, sensuous and deliberate. He can see potential in his lover, the buds of an awakening sexuality that he plans to cultivate. He guides both of Credence's legs around his waist, rocking against him in slow thrusts and thrumming with anticipation. Credence asks for these things so sweetly, and Graves relishes the innocence, the deflowering. ]
Touch me. [ He instructs quietly, urging him on. He has plans for him, for tonight, and every one of them involve his beautiful young consort writhing with pleasure in the sheets. ] My body is yours to explore.