[Byleth let out a soft 'hrm', of acknowledgement or satisfaction, it was unclear, but Dimitri's words encouraged him to be a little adventurous.
He slowed his hand's movements, pausing every so often to rub the pad of his thumb against the arousal's slit, smearing the precum found there. He wanted to know what exact touch, what exact movement, would drive Dimitri to the height of pleasure, so he could do better next time - it was, he was quickly realising, like practising any technique. Just that in this case it was the technique of jerking Dimitri off.]
Does this feel good?
[He practically purred that against Dimitri's mouth, his voice husky, and pressed his free hand flat against Dimitri's chest, feeling the rapid pace of his heart. Heartbeats... they fascinated him.]
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He slowed his hand's movements, pausing every so often to rub the pad of his thumb against the arousal's slit, smearing the precum found there. He wanted to know what exact touch, what exact movement, would drive Dimitri to the height of pleasure, so he could do better next time - it was, he was quickly realising, like practising any technique. Just that in this case it was the technique of jerking Dimitri off.]
Does this feel good?
[He practically purred that against Dimitri's mouth, his voice husky, and pressed his free hand flat against Dimitri's chest, feeling the rapid pace of his heart. Heartbeats... they fascinated him.]