[ The robes are, again, in the way—with any luck, he can get away with burning them when Lelouch isn't looking, useless things they are—but the slenderness of his legs and arms and just about everything else can be felt through them as they continue to gyrate furiously in unison. Setsuna doesn't use the word beautiful without good reason, though it certainly applies here, an undeniable elegance to his frame that would put even the finest Innovades to shame.
He wants to see and to touch that skin, as well, but he's too busy molesting the hell out of Lelouch's mouth to care, tongue tracing the inside and encouraging his to do the same with hot, wet strokes. Faster, like this, it isn't hard, just follow along, he'll show you, just please, you're delicious and he hasn't tasted anything this good in god knows how long, though that may be the tea talking more than anything else. No shame here, he doesn't mind and doesn't judge and no one else can see, so please, show him how vigorously you claim your territory as emperor, he's eager to meet that challenge of dominance. ]
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He wants to see and to touch that skin, as well, but he's too busy molesting the hell out of Lelouch's mouth to care, tongue tracing the inside and encouraging his to do the same with hot, wet strokes. Faster, like this, it isn't hard, just follow along, he'll show you, just please, you're delicious and he hasn't tasted anything this good in god knows how long, though that may be the tea talking more than anything else. No shame here, he doesn't mind and doesn't judge and no one else can see, so please, show him how vigorously you claim your territory as emperor, he's eager to meet that challenge of dominance. ]