[Ain is behaving, you know, for roleplaying purposes. He's a good (?) Christian (???) boy who's committing sins (true) and needs to atone (not like this) for them.
He squirms. Wolfwood will get a nice view of how he's constantly shifting his legs around, pressing his thighs together like that's going to stop him from escaping his underwear. It's lace, it's gone, he's already escaped.
Even so, he's dying to have his throat filled more than he's dying for anything else right now, so he briefly flicks his eyes open to gaze at Wolfwood, closes them again, and presses himself further down the man's dick. This is as much of a "yes" as he can do without actually speaking.]
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He squirms. Wolfwood will get a nice view of how he's constantly shifting his legs around, pressing his thighs together like that's going to stop him from escaping his underwear. It's lace, it's gone, he's already escaped.
Even so, he's dying to have his throat filled more than he's dying for anything else right now, so he briefly flicks his eyes open to gaze at Wolfwood, closes them again, and presses himself further down the man's dick. This is as much of a "yes" as he can do without actually speaking.]