[Bren stood motionless, frozen, afraid to move too much for fear of shattering the moment, of doing anything that would send Essek moving back or away. His eyes were still closed, but he could feel Essek's presence, that almost touch, the faint thrum of his existence. He forced himself to breathe, biting back a soft sound at the brush of that nose against his neck, the grip of those hands at his hips.
The drag of that tongue had him outright trembling. He wasn't imagining this after all, was reading something into the situation that wasn't there.
A soft sound slipped from his lips, shivery and low, and Bren let his head fall to the side, fully baring his neck to that attention, a clear invitation -- even if he was unaware exactly what he was inviting. Oh but he didn't care, wouldn't care. After hearing that moan, there was nothing he wouldn't give Essek Thelyss to hear more of it, to give the other man exactly what had set that longing note in his voice.]
Please... [Another soft sound, a plea even if he couldn't say exactly what he was pleading for.]
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The drag of that tongue had him outright trembling. He wasn't imagining this after all, was reading something into the situation that wasn't there.
A soft sound slipped from his lips, shivery and low, and Bren let his head fall to the side, fully baring his neck to that attention, a clear invitation -- even if he was unaware exactly what he was inviting. Oh but he didn't care, wouldn't care. After hearing that moan, there was nothing he wouldn't give Essek Thelyss to hear more of it, to give the other man exactly what had set that longing note in his voice.]
Please... [Another soft sound, a plea even if he couldn't say exactly what he was pleading for.]