"Mmm. Dealer's choice, I think. Either way I shall be quite pleased." Zevran leans up one last time to press his lips to Taas' before he pulls himself up from waist to chest to shoulders, hands braced on the headboard as he works his body into position. Taas' hands so warm and his breath so hot- Zevran's cock is half full against his thigh, dragging before he adjusts himself.

Held like this till he's given word- or until Taas tugs him down, Zevran waits with a low sigh. "Move me however you need, yes? There is oil on the nightstand."