[ Essek had wanted that to happen, for Bren to reach his release. It was the play of human emotions on those features; of lust and desire, and something infinitely more tender and vastly more fragile. It was love, he knew it was love-- the same emotion that even now he wanted to lap up into the confines of his heart, much like his tongue wanted to taste the jism that worked itself over their shared cocks, of the silk as it spread over him; over his own hands.
He used that release to stain his own quivering arousal in the aftermath; working it into each veined ridge that looked cut from some sort of amethyst marble. He watched the beautiful play of emotions slip over those features, and the effect was almost like the sunset that he was forbidden from viewing.
However it was made manifest in Bren's features, and he was enraptured by it. ]
Do you trust me to take you in this sensitive state, Bren? [ He wanted consent in this, for he knew that he could just as well use those slickened fingers to prepare Bren and it would not take long at all before he mounted between those thighs. ] Your trust is important to me, Chathiu. [ And no matter what, Essek would not abuse that trust-- he was not Bren's previous master. ]
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Date: 2023-05-17 02:03 am (UTC)He used that release to stain his own quivering arousal in the aftermath; working it into each veined ridge that looked cut from some sort of amethyst marble. He watched the beautiful play of emotions slip over those features, and the effect was almost like the sunset that he was forbidden from viewing.
However it was made manifest in Bren's features, and he was enraptured by it. ]
Do you trust me to take you in this sensitive state, Bren? [ He wanted consent in this, for he knew that he could just as well use those slickened fingers to prepare Bren and it would not take long at all before he mounted between those thighs. ] Your trust is important to me, Chathiu. [ And no matter what, Essek would not abuse that trust-- he was not Bren's previous master. ]