He purrs a response around him, pleased at that quiet curse. There's no thought to deliberately bring this to a head quickly or to hold back at all, he just gets caught in the rhythm of it all, something about this hitting something musical, a beat to this, a dance. Gustavain doesn't specifically particularly have a thing for this, but he adores those moments where his body and someone else's are moving in a kind of harmony, resonating with one another, and it's easy to turn this into a feedback loop, where every one of Phillip's reactions only feeds his own passion.
If Phillip comes at some point during this, they'll end up on the bed while he recovers, limbs tangled warm and sweet. If he doesn't, after a while, Gustavain will pull off to look up a him with a wicked sort of gleam in his eyes. Either way, the question is the same,
"How do you want me?" it's said with a slightly smirking lilt, quite secure in the knowledge that Phillip does, in fact, want him.
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Date: 2021-04-10 08:55 pm (UTC)If Phillip comes at some point during this, they'll end up on the bed while he recovers, limbs tangled warm and sweet. If he doesn't, after a while, Gustavain will pull off to look up a him with a wicked sort of gleam in his eyes. Either way, the question is the same,
"How do you want me?" it's said with a slightly smirking lilt, quite secure in the knowledge that Phillip does, in fact, want him.