[Tyler bucks his hips, affirming the pleasure of the act with a purring compliment of his own. Ankari takes that as a sign he can touch more firmly, be less tentative. His fingers dip just slightly into the folds below, wet and slick as they drag back upward and flick back over his protruding clit. He teases at the head, rubbing and hooking fingers beneath to touch as much of it as is possible. Tyler had done more of a stroking gesture himself, so Ankari adds his thumb, plucking at Tyler's body with a harp player's diligence and precision. Ankari's a quick enough learner, he likes the hands on approach,]
I'll do as you wish, lad, whatever you find you like... [Since, well, neither of them know too well. That is what this experience is helping figure out.
Tilting his head to Tyler's eyes, he smirks a bit at how different they look from his own, how short and cutely round. He wonders... how sensitive they are? It's a well known elves affection to suck or nibble on ears. So, he presses a kiss to the lob with a first-timer's curiosity to the gesture,]
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I'll do as you wish, lad, whatever you find you like... [Since, well, neither of them know too well. That is what this experience is helping figure out.
Tilting his head to Tyler's eyes, he smirks a bit at how different they look from his own, how short and cutely round. He wonders... how sensitive they are? It's a well known elves affection to suck or nibble on ears. So, he presses a kiss to the lob with a first-timer's curiosity to the gesture,]