His breath catches as he feels Cyril's fingers work their way into his clothes, his skin hyper aware since he currently cannot see very much. His hips jerk and there's a soft curse on his lips when the Elf starts stroking him. It's maddening.
Cyril wasn't kidding about rushing, working quickly to start using his mouth. "S-shit. You weren't kidding about being eager..." Sam shakily chuckles, one hand gripping the tree behind him and the other resting on Cyril's shoulder.
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Date: 2015-10-14 03:24 am (UTC)Cyril wasn't kidding about rushing, working quickly to start using his mouth. "S-shit. You weren't kidding about being eager..." Sam shakily chuckles, one hand gripping the tree behind him and the other resting on Cyril's shoulder.