[ Oh that's still good to hear. He speeds up just a touch, his own breath quickening along with his body. One hand splays at the back of Felix's head, keeping him there so he can continue to breathe right against his ear, whisper sweet things to him. Which he does. Soft affirmations and heady moans. Every thrust is filled with intent, with care. Until his hips are trembling with need. He only pulls back occasionally to kiss him, almost nuzzling into him to catch his mouth.
This, he would say if asked, was the difference between simply having sex and making love. Intimacy. Care. Not simply chasing one's own pleasure but seeking to share in your partner's. He makes absolutely sure Felix can hear every breathy pant and moan that comes out of him, sighing his name in that whispered, needy voice. He continues to pick up the pace until they've settled into a nice clip, enough that Byleth could come any time, but he tries his best to hold out- he wants to see Felix come first.
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This, he would say if asked, was the difference between simply having sex and making love. Intimacy. Care. Not simply chasing one's own pleasure but seeking to share in your partner's. He makes absolutely sure Felix can hear every breathy pant and moan that comes out of him, sighing his name in that whispered, needy voice. He continues to pick up the pace until they've settled into a nice clip, enough that Byleth could come any time, but he tries his best to hold out- he wants to see Felix come first.