[ Let us tease the altus, Zevran, it will be fun, Zevran. He is glad to have listened to his own impulses in this, shuddering through the drag of teeth and sinful draw of Dorian's mouth- Zevran's hips tipping up in aborted half hitches that are less restrained for any sense of control and more that he simply cannot finish the motion.
Right. Corsets. Restraint. Self induced bondage that only make him all the more frustrated, make him shudder and whine for something better than teasing- and whine all the more when he's finally given a firm hand. His head drops back against the sofa as he bows in as tight an arc that he can manage before his hand, again, stops. ]
Brasca- [ Breathless and bothered, Zevran attempts to glower down at Dorian but-
When he speaks like that, how can he possibly be anything but enraptured? Zevran swallows around his initial thoughts, hand slipping to cradle Dorian's jaw- thumb smoothing across his bottom lip. His voice isn't half as steady as he'd like- but that lends to it it's own appeal. ] Clever man like yourself- I am certain you will think of something.
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Date: 2016-02-19 11:28 am (UTC)Right. Corsets. Restraint. Self induced bondage that only make him all the more frustrated, make him shudder and whine for something better than teasing- and whine all the more when he's finally given a firm hand. His head drops back against the sofa as he bows in as tight an arc that he can manage before his hand, again, stops. ]
Brasca- [ Breathless and bothered, Zevran attempts to glower down at Dorian but-
When he speaks like that, how can he possibly be anything but enraptured? Zevran swallows around his initial thoughts, hand slipping to cradle Dorian's jaw- thumb smoothing across his bottom lip. His voice isn't half as steady as he'd like- but that lends to it it's own appeal. ] Clever man like yourself- I am certain you will think of something.