16.Apr.13, 01:48 AM
V’zire was such a good greenrider, obeying him without question. D’hys smirked when V’zire crawled onto the bed, pleased by how smoothly everything was moving. The stuttering was adorable since it made it obvious what the precious man was thinking but he still had enough trust in him to take a bluerider at his word that everything would be fine and something he enjoyed. No doubt V’zire would enjoy sex with him – who didn’t? – but D’hys also knew better than to push that far that night despite the set up he had going.
Silently, he crawled onto the bed after V’zire had taken up the requested position and went a step further by straddling the man at the thighs. It would have been the perfect spot if legs had been spread and clothing non-existent but as it was, D’hys hadn’t even removed his shirt as a gesture of good faith since any sort of stripping was likely to cause V’zire heart failure as he panicked himself to death. Hands were rubbed together to warm them but any sort of lotion or oil was notably absent as the idea hadn’t come to him until they were playing poker. Gently hands were placed on V’zire’s shoulders and fingers began kneading along the smooth skin back and forth several times before palms circled down V’zire’s back.
“A proper pampering always includes a massage and I intend to work every kink and knot out until you’re utterly relaxed,” and putty in my hands. D’hys knew he already owned V’zire thanks to his acting and perfect plays but this was going to be a nice advancement. Who could mistrust a man with such gentle hands that would spend any amount of time giving comfort to someone else? By the time he was done with the massage, D’hys knew he was going to be rewarded with a nice amount of make out times and possible a – disappointingly innocent – night in the elusive greenrider’s bed!
Silently, he crawled onto the bed after V’zire had taken up the requested position and went a step further by straddling the man at the thighs. It would have been the perfect spot if legs had been spread and clothing non-existent but as it was, D’hys hadn’t even removed his shirt as a gesture of good faith since any sort of stripping was likely to cause V’zire heart failure as he panicked himself to death. Hands were rubbed together to warm them but any sort of lotion or oil was notably absent as the idea hadn’t come to him until they were playing poker. Gently hands were placed on V’zire’s shoulders and fingers began kneading along the smooth skin back and forth several times before palms circled down V’zire’s back.
“A proper pampering always includes a massage and I intend to work every kink and knot out until you’re utterly relaxed,” and putty in my hands. D’hys knew he already owned V’zire thanks to his acting and perfect plays but this was going to be a nice advancement. Who could mistrust a man with such gentle hands that would spend any amount of time giving comfort to someone else? By the time he was done with the massage, D’hys knew he was going to be rewarded with a nice amount of make out times and possible a – disappointingly innocent – night in the elusive greenrider’s bed!