[A shameless moan in the kiss as if Luciel made him orgasm already is his response to Daddy’s kind and considerate domming. It’s different than the intense, short-lived sense of urgency he's used to, but he likes this slowly building arousal and the yearning for more as Luciel's hips brush against his. He is enjoying it. He’s enjoying it a lot!!! He had no idea slowing down would arouse him so fast.
And he’s learning to master dream logic! Tristan is so proud that if he weren’t in the middle of the best kiss ever he’d probably float in joy. He makes a surprised, but pleased sound when Luciel’s strong, wonderful calloused hands find his chest. His own smooth palms grasp the fabric of Luciel’s shirt and he pulls it off with impatience, the article of clothing melting in the air and disappearing entirely. Now his hands can roam up Luciel’s hips and torso with nothing in the way.]
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And he’s learning to master dream logic! Tristan is so proud that if he weren’t in the middle of the best kiss ever he’d probably float in joy. He makes a surprised, but pleased sound when Luciel’s strong, wonderful calloused hands find his chest. His own smooth palms grasp the fabric of Luciel’s shirt and he pulls it off with impatience, the article of clothing melting in the air and disappearing entirely. Now his hands can roam up Luciel’s hips and torso with nothing in the way.]