Anael did not even notice the change, since he naturally spoke every language there was, but every praise, every endearment went straight to his heart, building on the warmth that filled his lungs to burst, or so it felt. He replied, now and then, in kind, but mostly let the words wash over him and add to his growing pleasure, until all of it culminated in a white hot wave of pleasure that shook him to his core and made him cry out a shapeless sound.
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Date: 2015-06-26 02:00 pm (UTC)