[ Essek would not understand just precisely how much the concept of scent-marking would appeal to the man man who right now held him in his arms as then waltzed around the room, he heard the hitched breath, the subtle moan form around the 'please' and which sent a charged surge of energy downward and right into the silky underthings he wore, special because of his skirt-- could imagine his thigh resting on a shoulder and his skirt pushed up.

Remembering moments in the Solstryce library as two young men who could not keep their hands off each other and who utilized the darkened corners amid shelves and racks, furtively. ]

Give me two hours, two hours to take care of a few more items of business and then I will allow you to lead me into the darkness.

[ His hand moved from shoulder to the side of that neck, to feel the thrum of a heartbeat there and how it quickened with sheer arousal; his own eyes darkeneing in response. That was one of Essek's secret kinks, it was the possibility of getting caught. Of being rumpled quite thoroughly-- there had been a few times where they had been caught, in a different life; both their mouths kiss swollen and hair mussed, with their minds fuzzed by desire. ]