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09.Oct.14, 09:08 PM
K’tir wanted to pat Ekshan on the head; he was so adorably innocent! It was clear the man didn’t do this often but desire overrode nerves and he managed to get the invitation out anyway. He was already glad he didn’t grab a fellow rider to spend the night with as he watched Ekshan start to walk away, gaze firmly on the man’s ass. There was enough wine left in the bottle that K’tir didn’t want to see it wasted and he quickly grabbed it up before following his soon-to-be lover away from the party and into the town.
He had no idea where the little lordling called home and twice he felt the trek was too long and nearly threw Ekshan against a wall to ravish then and there. The man’s skittishness and S’kef’s warning to not scare the holders more than they already were held him off yet again. Besides, he was pretty certain he had made a comment about how he was great at discretion and there wasn’t a need to make a lie out of it.
A nod of approval was given as they stood outside Gabrin’s home but that was as far as K’tir got for commenting on location and decoration for as soon as they were inside and the door closed behind them, he had Ekshan pinned against the wall. “Finally,” he growled before kissing Ekshan hard on the lips, his passion fueled both by need and wine.
“A bed?” Eloquent sentences weren’t needed, nor would they have come out all that clearly anyway with the way K’tir kept pressing their mouths together and letting his tongue explore when it wasn’t needed for a few words. He finally allowed some space so Ekshan could lead them to a bed but K’tir stopped him at the doorway to a small room that was clearly Ekshan’s and found his ability to speak properly again for a moment.
“No. Gabrin’s gone for the night, right? Time for you to play lord while you ride me in his bed,” K’tir stepped in closer and began unfastening his lover’s pants and whispered, “my lord Ekshan.”
He had no idea where the little lordling called home and twice he felt the trek was too long and nearly threw Ekshan against a wall to ravish then and there. The man’s skittishness and S’kef’s warning to not scare the holders more than they already were held him off yet again. Besides, he was pretty certain he had made a comment about how he was great at discretion and there wasn’t a need to make a lie out of it.
A nod of approval was given as they stood outside Gabrin’s home but that was as far as K’tir got for commenting on location and decoration for as soon as they were inside and the door closed behind them, he had Ekshan pinned against the wall. “Finally,” he growled before kissing Ekshan hard on the lips, his passion fueled both by need and wine.
“A bed?” Eloquent sentences weren’t needed, nor would they have come out all that clearly anyway with the way K’tir kept pressing their mouths together and letting his tongue explore when it wasn’t needed for a few words. He finally allowed some space so Ekshan could lead them to a bed but K’tir stopped him at the doorway to a small room that was clearly Ekshan’s and found his ability to speak properly again for a moment.
“No. Gabrin’s gone for the night, right? Time for you to play lord while you ride me in his bed,” K’tir stepped in closer and began unfastening his lover’s pants and whispered, “my lord Ekshan.”
