[Overwhelming. There isn't even a single moment to catch his breath in between thrusts, not a second where his mind can catch up to all the pleasure pumping through him.]
Ardyn-- [His voice is a low rasp, his eyes a bright glow. His wings stretch out and wrap around Ardyn's back, urging him forward with every thrust.
He won't last, and he can't think straight enough to be embarrassed about that.]
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Ardyn-- [His voice is a low rasp, his eyes a bright glow. His wings stretch out and wrap around Ardyn's back, urging him forward with every thrust.
He won't last, and he can't think straight enough to be embarrassed about that.]