[The reaction was incredibly gratifying, something that stirred something at the very core of Bren to know that even as subtle as it was, he had been the one to make Lord Essek Thelyss react in that way. It was a reminder that Essek wanted him, and that was still a startlingly amazing truth. His soul knew it better and deeper than he did, but every now and again his rational mind rose to point out just how incredible it was that someone like Essek truly wanted, truly loved, someone like him.
His own breath caught at those words, filthy and obscene and spoken so casually in the middle of a crowd. But Bren was so caught in this other man's spell that if Essek asked it of him, he would drop to his knees here and now to worship him, to pleasure him, regardless of who would see.
Those threats -- but could he really call something a threat when even the thought of it made his arousal stir to life all too eagerly.]
Of course I would. I am not a strong enough man to resist looking, to find out what you're wearing underneath these lovely clothes, to know if your cock is straining for the attention it deserves.
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His own breath caught at those words, filthy and obscene and spoken so casually in the middle of a crowd. But Bren was so caught in this other man's spell that if Essek asked it of him, he would drop to his knees here and now to worship him, to pleasure him, regardless of who would see.
Those threats -- but could he really call something a threat when even the thought of it made his arousal stir to life all too eagerly.]
Of course I would. I am not a strong enough man to resist looking, to find out what you're wearing underneath these lovely clothes, to know if your cock is straining for the attention it deserves.