@shieldsinned - continued from ask
a soft snort leaves the rider at the affirmation of the outlaw’s amusement, as well as the comment followed up. a shudder trails up his spine at the breath against his ear and the fingers that continue to grope at his pecs. lips part, as if niklaus were going to retort but his voice catches in his throat, becoming yet another choked noise of pleasure. gods above, its almost like niles knew his chest was his weakpoint. niklaus can’t help how his head falls back, resting against the archer’s shoulder as he keens from the way nimble fingers tease his nipples ( which cause his hips to grind down yet again ).
“you’ve all intent to make my throat raw, don’t you?” he pants, glancing to the side at niles. an arm lifts up, coming to hook around the outlaw’s head and fingers thread themselves into the white locks of the outlaw’s hair, “come now... those sounds you’re enjoying so much- i’ll make more once you’re spreading me open.”










