[ There's always something new that the huntsman teaches him. Their first time together had been his first overall, he'd been taught how to properly kiss another (not that he had any plans on using that newly learned skill anywhere else,) and he'd learned about a few places the huntsman was particularly sensitve about. Today, it seemed, was time for another lesson. And already Hal was a whimpering, trembling mess.
It was ... different, without a doubt. It surprised him, a startled "oh-!" leaving him at the first trace of tongue ... there. He'd turned his head to face the wall, embarrassingly bright red, forehead against the wall as his voice shook and trembled alongside his cries and pleas. He tries to refrain from thrusting his hips back, though the sweet hot and tingling sensation is difficult to let pass by. When the tip pushes inside, Hal groans, hips jerking, hands near clawing at the wall in front of him. ] O-Oh ... huntsman--...
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It was ... different, without a doubt. It surprised him, a startled "oh-!" leaving him at the first trace of tongue ... there. He'd turned his head to face the wall, embarrassingly bright red, forehead against the wall as his voice shook and trembled alongside his cries and pleas. He tries to refrain from thrusting his hips back, though the sweet hot and tingling sensation is difficult to let pass by. When the tip pushes inside, Hal groans, hips jerking, hands near clawing at the wall in front of him. ] O-Oh ... huntsman--...