[Ravus loves getting his hair pulled. He groans around Gladio's cock as he tugs. Tilting his head to let the shaft slide down his throat, Ravus relentlessly pushes Gladio closer to the edge. He's going to be hoarse when this is over, but it's worth it to hear those muffled cries through the mouthful of wine.
Ravus slides a hand over the satin-covered cheeks of Gladio's ass, rubbing and pinching and pressing an exploring finger around his entrance through the fabric. Everything he does is to gauge Gladio's reaction, to figure out what he likes so Ravus can shamelessly use it to his advantage.
His other hand follows the leg now hooked over the armrest, caressing from inner thigh to the back of his knee, pushing the garter down to bare the skin more fully to his fingers.]
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Ravus slides a hand over the satin-covered cheeks of Gladio's ass, rubbing and pinching and pressing an exploring finger around his entrance through the fabric. Everything he does is to gauge Gladio's reaction, to figure out what he likes so Ravus can shamelessly use it to his advantage.
His other hand follows the leg now hooked over the armrest, caressing from inner thigh to the back of his knee, pushing the garter down to bare the skin more fully to his fingers.]