( The sound of the noises from both of them, hips slamming into him feels like it's filling the room, the extra sensations from Kazuya's touch and lips only bringing him closer to the edge.
But then they shift, and Basil shifts as though on instinct, letting him guide him, but never letting his arm separate from the other, holding onto him with a tightened grip. Each time Kazuya moves, it feels like there's a part of him that shifts, welcoming him into him. At the same time, it's so much. He can feel the way he throbs and twitches, Basil biting his lower lip as he gasps.
And finally, he stop -- muscles tensing before he trembles -- his climax spilling over and Basil breathing heavily as he looks to the other with a flushed face, quiet moans leaving him as he rides it out. There's some adoration there, a sort of fondness there for the other. )
K... Keep going.
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