[ Bashfulness might not exactly be what's happening here, but it's true that eye contact can sometimes feel awkward during sex. Broca doesn't tend to pick partners he's known for long before the hookup, and he's had a variety of experiences from people who want the darkness to swallow both of them and make it impossible to make out the details of each other's faces, to people who demand to be seen during the experience.
That's one of the strange quirks about sleeping with strangers, you don't really know what you're going to get as you head into the intimacy. If Sizhui wanted eye contact he wouldn't have minded, though with his mouth somewhat preoccupied it's probably difficult to really clarify what his preferences are right now.
And damn if it isn't preoccupied right now. Broca's own skills in this particular are aren't nearly as polished, and he's certain he couldn't swallow down nearly as much as Sizhui is managing right now. That it's been awhile for the man doesn't even occur to him.
He can certainly feel how deep into Sizhui he is though, and inhales sharply. His fingers trail slowly up Sizhui's head to rest against the base of one of his ears, rubbing lightly back and forth in a way he knows he himself likes, even if he's not willing to admit it out loud. ]
You good?
[ Given that he's gone still, Broca figures he should check. ]
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That's one of the strange quirks about sleeping with strangers, you don't really know what you're going to get as you head into the intimacy. If Sizhui wanted eye contact he wouldn't have minded, though with his mouth somewhat preoccupied it's probably difficult to really clarify what his preferences are right now.
And damn if it isn't preoccupied right now. Broca's own skills in this particular are aren't nearly as polished, and he's certain he couldn't swallow down nearly as much as Sizhui is managing right now. That it's been awhile for the man doesn't even occur to him.
He can certainly feel how deep into Sizhui he is though, and inhales sharply. His fingers trail slowly up Sizhui's head to rest against the base of one of his ears, rubbing lightly back and forth in a way he knows he himself likes, even if he's not willing to admit it out loud. ]
You good?
[ Given that he's gone still, Broca figures he should check. ]