Winter found he liked the sounds the Phouka made, and the way he stumbled over his words. He liked the heat of the other man's sex as it nudge against his backside, and the solid feeling of his hands on his hips.
He thought of all the things Aspid had enjoyed- About him, from him, with him... He thought about those things, and while he'd hated them in their time, he badly wanted to offer them to the Phouka. He wanted to please him.
His hips shimmied slightly, and soon he was bending low- Straddling the Phouka's thighs as he started to kiss his way down his body. Where in the past this had been a dreaded task, he found he craved the taste of Phouka's skin. That he wasn't just willing, but eager too.
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Date: 2015-12-18 04:23 am (UTC)He thought of all the things Aspid had enjoyed- About him, from him, with him... He thought about those things, and while he'd hated them in their time, he badly wanted to offer them to the Phouka. He wanted to please him.
His hips shimmied slightly, and soon he was bending low- Straddling the Phouka's thighs as he started to kiss his way down his body. Where in the past this had been a dreaded task, he found he craved the taste of Phouka's skin. That he wasn't just willing, but eager too.