"I think you said something about sitting on your face, yes?" Remembering well the work Taas did with his mouth when given leave to do so- as surprising as it had been the first time Zevran had been far too eager to move on to really let either of them sink in and enjoy it. Lazy as they were both feeling now, they can take their time, be slow and thorough.
Zevran leans down for one last soft kiss before leaning back to unlace his leathers, peeling himself out of them in a careful show of dexterous flexibility. "Is this still on the table- or shall I ride your fingers?"
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Date: 2016-02-23 10:17 pm (UTC)Zevran leans down for one last soft kiss before leaning back to unlace his leathers, peeling himself out of them in a careful show of dexterous flexibility. "Is this still on the table- or shall I ride your fingers?"