07.Jun.22, 01:00 PM
When they entered the room, Yfris swept his gaze around the small crowd, pleased some were already getting into it with kissing and losing clothes. The socializing had already taken place and now it was time to simply play. He then studied K’dar making his drug choice and nodded in approval at what was selected. They were laid out in order so he didn’t need to be closer to know exactly what was grabbed. There had been a moment of temptation or their walk over to encourage K’dar to go for some blushing maiden but he was playful once he loosened up so liquid courage would do.
A fact that was proven when he was pulled in for a kiss. There was always a little jolt of a thrill when someone else took control like that. He knew it wouldn’t last long and that was also fine as Yfris gave and received in equal parts—mostly equal parts. He wasn’t as dominating as he knew his bronzerider would like but Yfris didn’t mind doling out orders and being pampered. “Lounging, dear mystery man,” Yfris grinned. It wasn’t like they hadn’t just shown up together and he already forgot who was behind the mask. “One should always be comfortable for a job well done.”
He took K’dar’s hand to guide him to his preferred chair, stopping briefly at the table. Yfris considered a moment who was in attendance and the fun that could come of it before grabbing a slutty gold. His tolerance was rather high after messing around with all of the drugs for so long that it was more like he was having a blushing maiden in terms of burning need in his veins but it would still let him rise to the occasion. A glass of alcohol was also grabbed as they continued their trek and at the chair, Yfris flopped gracefully with legs parted for K’dar to kneel. “Show me how a good boy sucks dick,” he waved to his groin still trapped behind fabric and sipped the drink.
A fact that was proven when he was pulled in for a kiss. There was always a little jolt of a thrill when someone else took control like that. He knew it wouldn’t last long and that was also fine as Yfris gave and received in equal parts—mostly equal parts. He wasn’t as dominating as he knew his bronzerider would like but Yfris didn’t mind doling out orders and being pampered. “Lounging, dear mystery man,” Yfris grinned. It wasn’t like they hadn’t just shown up together and he already forgot who was behind the mask. “One should always be comfortable for a job well done.”
He took K’dar’s hand to guide him to his preferred chair, stopping briefly at the table. Yfris considered a moment who was in attendance and the fun that could come of it before grabbing a slutty gold. His tolerance was rather high after messing around with all of the drugs for so long that it was more like he was having a blushing maiden in terms of burning need in his veins but it would still let him rise to the occasion. A glass of alcohol was also grabbed as they continued their trek and at the chair, Yfris flopped gracefully with legs parted for K’dar to kneel. “Show me how a good boy sucks dick,” he waved to his groin still trapped behind fabric and sipped the drink.