[It's groaned out. Deep breaths are not the easiest to manage when he has one hand on his cock, the fingers of the other inside, and Zevran's voice and sounds filling his ears and mind.]
Anything, Zevran, but please, please. Give me your all. I need you.
[And he trusts the assassin to give it, to take him and handle him.]
no subject
[It's groaned out. Deep breaths are not the easiest to manage when he has one hand on his cock, the fingers of the other inside, and Zevran's voice and sounds filling his ears and mind.]
Anything, Zevran, but please, please. Give me your all. I need you.
[And he trusts the assassin to give it, to take him and handle him.]
You fill me so perfectly.