[The reaction is immediate; Ain's spine arches just slightly, hips bucking into the air and against Wolfwood's hand and wings fluttering slightly in the rain. Oh... oh god, yes, just like that, he thinks — none of this winds up leaving his lips until a solid minute later because he's far too busy moaning to use his words.
It's not like he won't return the favour, though. He brackets either side of Wolfwood's shoulders with his arms, pushing his hips back now against his erect cock, until he can get Wolfwood right between his cheeks but not actually in him. They're both wet from the rain, and it makes for a much smoother glide than if he'd tried to do this raw.
His hips move. Slowly up and down, all the while sort of assisting Wolfwood's fingers with their explorations.]
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It's not like he won't return the favour, though. He brackets either side of Wolfwood's shoulders with his arms, pushing his hips back now against his erect cock, until he can get Wolfwood right between his cheeks but not actually in him. They're both wet from the rain, and it makes for a much smoother glide than if he'd tried to do this raw.
His hips move. Slowly up and down, all the while sort of assisting Wolfwood's fingers with their explorations.]
That's it... h-haha, good boy...