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( He keens a little at that press, shutting his mouth closed as soon as he hears the noise he makes - gods, you think he'd be less sensitive by now. But it feels good, something no one's done for him before, the sensation new and interesting.

He can't help the way his hips buck, however, as those fingers start to stroke him slowly, making him harder, more eager. )

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Like this, do you?

[ There's a hint of smugness in his tone as he feels the reactions shudder through Ja'far's body, repeating what he'd done. Taking it deeper still. ]

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( Ugh, of course Sinbad's insufferably proud about it. He huffs, rolling his eyes, even as he subtly moves his hips in his lover's hand. He does like it, rather a lot. Even more so that it's Sinbad pleasuring him like this. )

Of course I do. It's you, isn't it?