"I - mhhhnhhh - I'm glad you - you did," Alfred pants, trying to be coherent and beginning to fail at it. "Means a lot th-that you would...go...to the troubleeeAAAH-"
His words come to a halt as he tries a different movement, letting the three slender fingers hit him a little deeper. Instinctively, he starts to move a little more, the bucking of his hips trying to find a bit of a rhythm.
This is so new to him - but he likes it. He finds himself wanting more of it.
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Date: 2022-03-27 04:26 am (UTC)His words come to a halt as he tries a different movement, letting the three slender fingers hit him a little deeper. Instinctively, he starts to move a little more, the bucking of his hips trying to find a bit of a rhythm.
This is so new to him - but he likes it. He finds himself wanting more of it.