27.Oct.18, 08:48 AM
His own release wasn’t long after N’mor’s and he concealed his grunting from the action with another kiss. He had taken his time from beginning to end, never wanting to rush N’mor into the act, despite him having tried the position once before. He hadn’t felt the need to ask for details, it had never been in him to know his partner’s sexual history and it didn’t bother him now that N’mor had been with another man while they were sleeping together. They weren’t exclusive then, and he wasn’t even sure if they were now despite the love confessions and living together.
But as he pulled out and shifted a bit further down the bed so he could trail kisses down N’mor’s body, Z’rin knew they had a few more things to work out before they’d both be truly comfortable. The fact that N’mor felt guilt over that one time was proof enough. First, Z’rin licked his bronzerider’s abdomen and shaft clean, perhaps as a way to tease the man but also because a moment after he was done, he had slid back up that delightful body and straddled N’mor’s waist.
“Zin, huh?” he asked with a smile as he leaned back down to press a light kiss to swollen lips. “I like it. I liked this as well but it doesn’t have to be a regular thing if you don’t want it to be.” He’d be happy with it being a special treat if the confident and controlling bronzerider didn’t like submitting to someone, especially a bluerider, that often. Z’rin knew N’mor had enjoyed himself from the way he writhed and how into it he was, but he wanted it on record that he was an amiable lover and would go with the flow.
As he ran his hand through N’mor’s hair, Z’rin debated whether he should collapse onto the bed or push for a conversation. The guilt he saw was too fresh in his mind and he knew he had to say something now lest N’mor clung to it more than he needed to. “Unless you learned something new and didn’t share it with me, I don’t want to see you look ashamed again,” he gave a wicked grin and then leaned down to rest their foreheads together. “We were never exclusive, Indamor, so there’s nothing to worry over.”
He sat back enough so they could see each other more clearly, which meant his indecision to continue speaking was also seen but after biting his lip, Z’rin finally said it. “But our love… does that change the rules?”
But as he pulled out and shifted a bit further down the bed so he could trail kisses down N’mor’s body, Z’rin knew they had a few more things to work out before they’d both be truly comfortable. The fact that N’mor felt guilt over that one time was proof enough. First, Z’rin licked his bronzerider’s abdomen and shaft clean, perhaps as a way to tease the man but also because a moment after he was done, he had slid back up that delightful body and straddled N’mor’s waist.
“Zin, huh?” he asked with a smile as he leaned back down to press a light kiss to swollen lips. “I like it. I liked this as well but it doesn’t have to be a regular thing if you don’t want it to be.” He’d be happy with it being a special treat if the confident and controlling bronzerider didn’t like submitting to someone, especially a bluerider, that often. Z’rin knew N’mor had enjoyed himself from the way he writhed and how into it he was, but he wanted it on record that he was an amiable lover and would go with the flow.
As he ran his hand through N’mor’s hair, Z’rin debated whether he should collapse onto the bed or push for a conversation. The guilt he saw was too fresh in his mind and he knew he had to say something now lest N’mor clung to it more than he needed to. “Unless you learned something new and didn’t share it with me, I don’t want to see you look ashamed again,” he gave a wicked grin and then leaned down to rest their foreheads together. “We were never exclusive, Indamor, so there’s nothing to worry over.”
He sat back enough so they could see each other more clearly, which meant his indecision to continue speaking was also seen but after biting his lip, Z’rin finally said it. “But our love… does that change the rules?”