22.Sep.14, 12:13 PM
Ekshan’s innocence really was impressive; and a turn on. The way he sucked his fingers clean had no ulterior motive that K’tir see but it was done in such a way that it easily grabbed his attention and held him intrigued. He did, however, keep his hands to himself and held off offering to clean the digits for Ekshan since they were still somewhat in public. Ekshan had a rather nice position in Telgar’s hierarchy and it wouldn’t do to ruin it by having him be seen kissing dragonriders.
When the question came about who he wanted for the night, restraint did seem a lot harder to keep a hold of. A languid grin slid into place as K’tir threw back the last of his wine and set the glass down once more. “I can have my pick within reason,” he corrected, still grinning. S’kef had made it clear that they were to behave to some degree and sleeping with married wives and virgin daughters were a bit off the menu for the evening. Spoiled lordlings’ naïve and cute assistants, however, seemed to be fair game. Not that K’tir really cared all that much even if Ekshan was to be left alone.
Deciding their questions and playing coy had gone on long enough, K’tir slowly leaned in closer to Ekshan so he could whisper against an ear, “I want you writhing beneath me in pleasure, Ekshan, and I’m barely able to keep from kissing you right here and now. I’m too drunk to fly so I can steal you away to my home so I suggest if you know of a vacant bed behind a locked door, you lead us there in the next few minutes.” It’d be so easy to lead him over to Ghaeth and head back to the Weyr but K’tir never wanted to put his dragon in danger and with his mind in a foggy state, he avoided flying as much as possible. Therefore, he hoped Gabrin’s assistant had a sturdy bed and that he didn’t live too far away.
When the question came about who he wanted for the night, restraint did seem a lot harder to keep a hold of. A languid grin slid into place as K’tir threw back the last of his wine and set the glass down once more. “I can have my pick within reason,” he corrected, still grinning. S’kef had made it clear that they were to behave to some degree and sleeping with married wives and virgin daughters were a bit off the menu for the evening. Spoiled lordlings’ naïve and cute assistants, however, seemed to be fair game. Not that K’tir really cared all that much even if Ekshan was to be left alone.
Deciding their questions and playing coy had gone on long enough, K’tir slowly leaned in closer to Ekshan so he could whisper against an ear, “I want you writhing beneath me in pleasure, Ekshan, and I’m barely able to keep from kissing you right here and now. I’m too drunk to fly so I can steal you away to my home so I suggest if you know of a vacant bed behind a locked door, you lead us there in the next few minutes.” It’d be so easy to lead him over to Ghaeth and head back to the Weyr but K’tir never wanted to put his dragon in danger and with his mind in a foggy state, he avoided flying as much as possible. Therefore, he hoped Gabrin’s assistant had a sturdy bed and that he didn’t live too far away.