[ They were broken like puzzle pieces, however suddenly Essek presented to the part that he knew he could lock perfectly within, the way that the body cradled him, the palm warm against his back spreading a path of heat up along the curvature of his back-- and he arched like a cat into that stroking of fingers, like he had craved it.

Like his owner had come home.

However, they owned each other and it was mutually but unspokenly acknowledged. As much he knew that he was Bren's pet cat made flesh, Bren was his pet, was irrevocably his in all ways. Would be it in another manner tonight as he lay claimage to the man pressed so close to him. ]

I am so hungry for you.. I can taste you, know. You throb against my tongue until I am sick with the longing of you.

[ Essek stepped forward and thereby angled Bren to walk backwards. His movements graceful as he used dance to move Bren toward the canopied that was no stranger to bodies frenzied with need and desire. Had seen legs wrapped around waists and heard sharply ragged pleas for more, for deeper and harder. ]

I want you out of those pants and sprawled out for me on that bed, Chathiu... I want to see how hard you are for me.

[ and then Essek's teeth nibbled skin but did not break skin quite yet. ]