Cyril wraps his arm around Zevran to keep them both stead as he is carried. When he's lowered to the hay stack he pulls Zevran closer again and kisses him. He doesn't waste a lot of time, while he's kissing Zevran his hands lower to unfasten his trousers.
The laces of this set are worn soft and pliable by use and oiling, they come undone under Cyril's fingers easily enough. Zevran himself works at rucking up Cyril's shirt and unfastening his belt, quick to reach for a bottle of oil he's had in his pocket all day.
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