[Fogado had been happy to just take care of Alcryst, so to have him be so forward catches Fogado off guard -- but not at all in a bad way. He lets out a small gasp and a moan of encouragement, pressing unconsciously into his hand with want. Yet his own touch on Alcryst doesn't slow, taking him in his hand fully, starting off slow but soon increasing the pace.]
Just-- just like that, yeah. [He can barely think straight, but he wants to give Alcryst assurance.]
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Just-- just like that, yeah. [He can barely think straight, but he wants to give Alcryst assurance.]