The grip on his hips, the sound of Herbert whimpering, the way he starts to grind down into his hand... it's overwhelming to Alfred, too, who can't keep his hips still, either. He finds himself tempted by the pale skin at Herbert's throat, but...hm.
Would that be crossing a line? Maybe not yet.
The request catches him a little off-guard, though, and he furrows his brows in a soft, confused way. It is still Alfred, after all, still new to all this, and certainly new to how to pleasure a man like this.
So, obediently, he does as he is asked, pressing in on the next stroke just the way Herbert described.
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Date: 2021-12-23 10:31 pm (UTC)Would that be crossing a line? Maybe not yet.
The request catches him a little off-guard, though, and he furrows his brows in a soft, confused way. It is still Alfred, after all, still new to all this, and certainly new to how to pleasure a man like this.
So, obediently, he does as he is asked, pressing in on the next stroke just the way Herbert described.