Sorry... [Just a quick apology before he continues stroking Astarion, each movement transforming the soft but firm member into a hard rod. As he nears the base one time, he mimics Astarion by keeping his thumb wrapped around the girth while his fingers toy with Astarion's balls. It's an effective technique, considering how he pants into Astarion's mouth while he surges dangerously close to climiax as it's used on him.
Fingers flick the scrotum, and he manges to curl two around Astarion's balls - they're so heavy, so round and so smooth, and gods Taryon wants to keep on touching him. He wants to hear him love being touched and happier than ever all because of him. Because Taryon was perfect and loved as he is, and no one could split them apart. No father, no existing relationships, no circumstances where they are better off as friends.
He sighs Astarion's name and takes his balls into his fingers, leaving a few fingers hanging on his cock. A small squeeze here, and stroke there...there's certainly a new move that Taryon has learned today.]
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Fingers flick the scrotum, and he manges to curl two around Astarion's balls - they're so heavy, so round and so smooth, and gods Taryon wants to keep on touching him. He wants to hear him love being touched and happier than ever all because of him. Because Taryon was perfect and loved as he is, and no one could split them apart. No father, no existing relationships, no circumstances where they are better off as friends.
He sighs Astarion's name and takes his balls into his fingers, leaving a few fingers hanging on his cock. A small squeeze here, and stroke there...there's certainly a new move that Taryon has learned today.]