[ If there was no surviving this, well Essek would throw himself to the (literal) wolves here. He felt hot even though he did not know why he did so. Instead he allowed for that measuring tape to wrap around those hips, the way that he lightly stretched it taught, and close enough that he could feel the heart beat and the sweet musky smell of it. His tongue darted out to lick his lower lip, suddenly both thirsty and hungry while faced with the reality of Bren's presence.
His mind already filled in the measurements in his mind.
Idly he wondered if.. they measured the same there as well?
The tape fell from where it had been wrapped around and he realized he was using this as an excuse to measure every part of Bren, to commit it to memory, to soak himself in the feeling of having Bren with him, and then he rose up from his knees, his gaze catching Bren's and then he very slowly slid behind Bren and that same measuring tape was now lightly touching Bren's neck. The barest whisper, the pull and then Essek leaned in to catch the measurements.
And his lips precariously close to the softness of that neck ]
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His mind already filled in the measurements in his mind.
Idly he wondered if.. they measured the same there as well?
The tape fell from where it had been wrapped around and he realized he was using this as an excuse to measure every part of Bren, to commit it to memory, to soak himself in the feeling of having Bren with him, and then he rose up from his knees, his gaze catching Bren's and then he very slowly slid behind Bren and that same measuring tape was now lightly touching Bren's neck. The barest whisper, the pull and then Essek leaned in to catch the measurements.
And his lips precariously close to the softness of that neck ]
You are being so good for me, Bren--