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17.Apr.13, 11:23 PM
V'zire was embarrassed well beyond what was normal for him when D'hys crawled onto the bed after him. The greenrider was practically hiding his face from the idea of getting embarrassed over D'hys knowing he was embarrassed. Once his train of thought began to slip from his grasp, his mental status took a tumble quickly downwards from there. V'zire hadn't really had D'hys over before, and now the bluerider was in his bedroom! He was chaste, not oblivious (or at least he liked to think so, outside of a relationship he'd be slower to catch on to someone's intentions, but he had been involved with D'hys for months - it was bound to progress to... that at some point). V'zire was absolutely hopeless for conversation by the time D'hys settled himself over his thighs. There was no hope for the greenrider making any interesting conversation, though his nonverbal communication had to be highly amusing at this point.
He was completely tense when D'hys' fingers rested against his shoulders, and the tension was just as much caused by D'hys' own actions as it was caused by prior stress. The young man wasn't often treated into a backrub, though someone like R'nd could manage to at least rub his shoulders before he skittered away to the safety of normal chatter. His mind was so tangled up that he honestly had no idea what to expect, but certainly a massage was something he thought of.
It took a few seconds for him to register that something less than innocuous was going on, and took him even longer to turn his head to the side so he could peek up at D'hys. By then he managed to get his blushing mostly under control. "Oh, this is n-nice of you," he spoke up softly. V'zire didn't immediately relax, and it took a few minutes of gentle coaxing before the tension could be felt easing out of his body. It wasn't that he didn't trust D'hys! It was just that this was... had been... a little embarrassing. It didn't take much to render V'zire into a blushing lovestruck fool keen on impressing the apple of his eye, however.
"Thank you," he murmured sweetly, managing not to stutter, though his voice was definitely muffled against the blankets of his bed. The greenrider stretched out pleasantly, allowing himself to be calmed by his lover. "I don't think anyone's given me an actual massage. I think it's because I don't look like I get stressed very often." Now that he was calm, he wasn't miserable company.
He was completely tense when D'hys' fingers rested against his shoulders, and the tension was just as much caused by D'hys' own actions as it was caused by prior stress. The young man wasn't often treated into a backrub, though someone like R'nd could manage to at least rub his shoulders before he skittered away to the safety of normal chatter. His mind was so tangled up that he honestly had no idea what to expect, but certainly a massage was something he thought of.
It took a few seconds for him to register that something less than innocuous was going on, and took him even longer to turn his head to the side so he could peek up at D'hys. By then he managed to get his blushing mostly under control. "Oh, this is n-nice of you," he spoke up softly. V'zire didn't immediately relax, and it took a few minutes of gentle coaxing before the tension could be felt easing out of his body. It wasn't that he didn't trust D'hys! It was just that this was... had been... a little embarrassing. It didn't take much to render V'zire into a blushing lovestruck fool keen on impressing the apple of his eye, however.
"Thank you," he murmured sweetly, managing not to stutter, though his voice was definitely muffled against the blankets of his bed. The greenrider stretched out pleasantly, allowing himself to be calmed by his lover. "I don't think anyone's given me an actual massage. I think it's because I don't look like I get stressed very often." Now that he was calm, he wasn't miserable company.
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