If I take a bite, I might accidentally mark you forever.
[Hephaistos teases while biting his nails into that blank canvas of lovely pale flesh. A dark side of him wants to do just that—bite. He wants to bite Elidibus so badly, but he stops himself from doing so out of sheer respect. The last thing he wants to do is harm Themis, and that much shows in how much he does revere the young man. However, he can’t help but want to mark him and claim him for himself.
It’s a sinful thought, spurred on by the growing desire pooling within his loins. He’s horny, and it shows in how feverishly he rubs himself against Elidibus’ cock. He lets Themis lead him down this path of debauchery with a grin, his eyes shining as he gazes at Elidibus with such need. There’s not an ounce of shame in his gaze as he keeps kneading the supple flesh.]
Would you like that, dear Themis? Would you like to be covered in bites from head to toe? How would you explain these little love bites? Would you fix those lovely lips to lie—
[The eloquent Speaker is suddenly left breathless as Themis starts stroking his cock with such voracity. Each gasp and moan becomes louder with every stroke, giving his young lover a wonderful sympathy to memorize as they allow their passion to override judgment. Logic be damned, the two of them are continuing with this sinful dance like the heathens they are. A faint chuckle escapes The sweet affection within Themis honeyed tone causes his ears to blush.
It’s refreshing to hear him be so honest and true. While life in Amani may have its challenges, it would seem that Themis has truly become himself outside of his role as Emissary. This is refreshing but oddly terrifying since it means that Lahabrea won’t be allowed to remain stagnant. He will grow and change much like Themis has, but to what end? This is what worries him as he gives all of himself to this pivotal moment. ]
Take me however you want– [He answers while curling his fingers into Themis’s lovely white locks.] You’ll be the first to see how these flames flicker.
[Suddenly, and without warning, he yanks Themis down by his hair for a passionate kiss.]
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[Hephaistos teases while biting his nails into that blank canvas of lovely pale flesh. A dark side of him wants to do just that—bite. He wants to bite Elidibus so badly, but he stops himself from doing so out of sheer respect. The last thing he wants to do is harm Themis, and that much shows in how much he does revere the young man. However, he can’t help but want to mark him and claim him for himself.
It’s a sinful thought, spurred on by the growing desire pooling within his loins. He’s horny, and it shows in how feverishly he rubs himself against Elidibus’ cock. He lets Themis lead him down this path of debauchery with a grin, his eyes shining as he gazes at Elidibus with such need. There’s not an ounce of shame in his gaze as he keeps kneading the supple flesh.]
Would you like that, dear Themis? Would you like to be covered in bites from head to toe? How would you explain these little love bites? Would you fix those lovely lips to lie—
[The eloquent Speaker is suddenly left breathless as Themis starts stroking his cock with such voracity. Each gasp and moan becomes louder with every stroke, giving his young lover a wonderful sympathy to memorize as they allow their passion to override judgment. Logic be damned, the two of them are continuing with this sinful dance like the heathens they are. A faint chuckle escapes The sweet affection within Themis honeyed tone causes his ears to blush.
It’s refreshing to hear him be so honest and true. While life in Amani may have its challenges, it would seem that Themis has truly become himself outside of his role as Emissary. This is refreshing but oddly terrifying since it means that Lahabrea won’t be allowed to remain stagnant. He will grow and change much like Themis has, but to what end? This is what worries him as he gives all of himself to this pivotal moment. ]
Take me however you want– [He answers while curling his fingers into Themis’s lovely white locks.] You’ll be the first to see how these flames flicker.
[Suddenly, and without warning, he yanks Themis down by his hair for a passionate kiss.]