[Bren wondered if it was some sort of magic he did not understand, the way that Essek's touch seemed to undo him so expertly. His hips jerked towards those hands, and he panted softly as he watched the vampire taking him apart, down to the most primal and essential parts of need and desire. He watched with lust-fogged blue eyes as Essek moved away from him. Sitting up straighter, he couldn't stop himself from reaching out to touch his fingertips along his hip, eyes caressing down along the length of his body, up once more to his arousal -- licking his lips without realizing it at the sight.
He looked up as Essek spoke, and found himself struck absolutely speechless at those words. Parted lips and a trembling whimper. The intimacy of that was overwhelming and beautiful, and gods he wanted to always be the reason Essek's heart could beat.
Sitting up, he leaned in to press a kiss to the jut of a hipbone.]
Good. Let me fill your heart and lungs, Sternenlicht. Let me fill my senses with you in turn.
[He would eagerly glut himself on everything that was Essek Thelyss, the taste and sight and scent of him, the skin beneath his hands and lips, the silken sound of that beautiful voice that spoke straight through to his own heart.]
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He looked up as Essek spoke, and found himself struck absolutely speechless at those words. Parted lips and a trembling whimper. The intimacy of that was overwhelming and beautiful, and gods he wanted to always be the reason Essek's heart could beat.
Sitting up, he leaned in to press a kiss to the jut of a hipbone.]
Good. Let me fill your heart and lungs, Sternenlicht. Let me fill my senses with you in turn.
[He would eagerly glut himself on everything that was Essek Thelyss, the taste and sight and scent of him, the skin beneath his hands and lips, the silken sound of that beautiful voice that spoke straight through to his own heart.]