[ Even the barest touch was intimacy, and the way that Bren skillfully urged him ever closer; as if Essek needed any true coaxing for he gravitated naturally toward the other man, toward the warmth and the heat that radiated off him; and then they glided across the foyer in a pattern, in a course of their own making. They did not need to worry about others to bump into, although they likely would not have to worry about that anyways with this grace.

He caught the tendril of possession in those words which caused a clench in his throat that spread downwards to pool. It was longing and heat at being wanted so thoroughly that the other man did not want others looking at him, a secret for him. His fingers grazed against the soft pulse at the side of the neck with his cool fingers ]

Tomorrow night I intend to work properly on your wardrobe so that you may accompany me out, so that everyone will be able to see what a handsome couple we make. [ just the barest tilt of his head so that he could catch Bren's expression ] I want everyone to know that you belong to me.

[ And because he was sentimental, sentimental enough to indulge in that vein of possession; to soothe that rabid wolf inside of Bren Ermendrud. ] And that I belong to you.. You know, I want to belong to you in every single way.