27.Oct.18, 06:29 AM
N’mor laughed softly, the sound breathier and lighter than before, and he followed eagerly when Z’rin took his hand and led him towards the bedroom. More light-hearted laughed was given at Z’rin’s striptease, stealing touches and kisses between antics, and cheerfully dodging playful slaps.
The bluerider had said he was happiest when he was with N’mor, and N’mor hadn’t really thought too much on it – too many other thoughts to process at the time. But as he watched Z’rin release his pants, gasping as the bluerider’s warm mouth enveloped him, N’mor couldn’t think of any time he’d been happier – Impression notwithstanding, of course!
“No,” N’mor gasped, slowly pulling himself together, despite the way his body twitched when Z’rin licked. “Stop that,” he teased, grinning playfully as he helped to draw Z’rin back to his feet and running his thumb gently across the bluerider’s lips before pressing a kiss to them. He had long gotten over the weirdness that came from kissing the mouth that had just been sucking him, though if he actually stopped to think about it he still found it bizarre. Thankfully, he wasn’t – and often didn’t.
“No,” he echoed again, drawing Z’rin along as he stepped slowly back towards the bed, until the mattress was pressing against the backs of his legs. “Not you,” he studied Z’rin’s face quietly, gently brushing his fingers along his jawline. “Me.”
The bluerider had said he was happiest when he was with N’mor, and N’mor hadn’t really thought too much on it – too many other thoughts to process at the time. But as he watched Z’rin release his pants, gasping as the bluerider’s warm mouth enveloped him, N’mor couldn’t think of any time he’d been happier – Impression notwithstanding, of course!
“No,” N’mor gasped, slowly pulling himself together, despite the way his body twitched when Z’rin licked. “Stop that,” he teased, grinning playfully as he helped to draw Z’rin back to his feet and running his thumb gently across the bluerider’s lips before pressing a kiss to them. He had long gotten over the weirdness that came from kissing the mouth that had just been sucking him, though if he actually stopped to think about it he still found it bizarre. Thankfully, he wasn’t – and often didn’t.
“No,” he echoed again, drawing Z’rin along as he stepped slowly back towards the bed, until the mattress was pressing against the backs of his legs. “Not you,” he studied Z’rin’s face quietly, gently brushing his fingers along his jawline. “Me.”