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( It's really no secret that Basil was someone sentimental. Although relationships were never exactly a priority for him when friendships were already difficult enough, but he's imagined this enough to have his own expectations.
The slow-going process is more than enough to help him ease into things. He relaxes under Kazuya. Ah-- that's right. The clothing was... probably in the way. His back arches a bit to assist him in removing his clothing. He shifts just enough to lift the shirt over his head, not exactly paying mind to where it's discarded. And though the forewarning draws pause from him, he responds as soon as he feels teeth on skin. A quiet gasp, followed by a moan escapes him, and he quickly brings a hand to his mouth to quiet himself.
It stings, but certainly not in a bad way. Even if they're just gotten started, he's already hard, and he barely realizes how his hips lift upwards against Kazuya's. )
I... It's good.
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