Just as Zevran expected, Gavin did falter - torn between taking his lips
to the nipple so readily offered, and from continuing down lower. He
hesitated, trying to decide, but getting much too distracted as Zevran's
fingers worked in his hair.
"Don't start that, or I won't be able to get the image out of my head," he
said, but he was grinning before he finally seemed to decide on Zevran's
nipple - pulling it gently with his teeth - before he recalled what he'd
already been asked to do. His hands slid around Zevran's back - careful to
avoid the bandages - and then dug his nails in (gently, but sharp enough to
give it a tang) and drew them down Zevran's back as he sucked on the nub.
His own trousers were growing uncomfortably tight, but he was determined to
take his time. (Escapism only lasted as long as one was involved, after
all.)
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Just as Zevran expected, Gavin did falter - torn between taking his lips to the nipple so readily offered, and from continuing down lower. He hesitated, trying to decide, but getting much too distracted as Zevran's fingers worked in his hair.
"Don't start that, or I won't be able to get the image out of my head," he said, but he was grinning before he finally seemed to decide on Zevran's nipple - pulling it gently with his teeth - before he recalled what he'd already been asked to do. His hands slid around Zevran's back - careful to avoid the bandages - and then dug his nails in (gently, but sharp enough to give it a tang) and drew them down Zevran's back as he sucked on the nub.
His own trousers were growing uncomfortably tight, but he was determined to take his time. (Escapism only lasted as long as one was involved, after all.)