[ Essek was watching the way that Bren nibbled against his navel, the part revealed by fingers pushing up the fabric of his rather sheer blouse, and the look in it-- heavy-lidded and nearly blissed out with pleasure. Now, and only now, was Essek able to understand that it was Bren taking in his scent. The drowpire had to catch his breath at the sight of Bren teasing him just so-- and he would be honest that he wanted Bren to mark him.
The good thing about leaving at this time was that very few other people were. He was often prone to leaving early from functions because social interactions took a necessary drain on him so it was no surprise however, the driver could wait a few additional minutes on top of that. ]
I promised you a treat if you were good, and you have been my very good boy, haven't you?
[ Essek slowly smoothed his palm against locks of ginger that caught beautiful lights underneath the cool glow of the moon, brought out the beautiful paleness of those cheeks and illuminated those freckles. He reached for Bren's hand and once taken, he brought it to the soft skin just between boot and skirt-- his skin that hummed with the heat of it. ] Does my good boy want a taste of me? I suppose I can allow a nibble here and there.
[ Right here on a bench where anyone could stumble across them, just as Essek had promised Bren! A very public way for his lover to stake his claim if he wished to do so. And Essek thought that they had behaved with propriety on the dance floor, anything that happened off the dance floor was there business and no one elses. ]
I have been thinking of your mouth on me for the past two hours-- and I wore extra slutty underthings, just for you--
[ And if Bren explored, he'd find underwear that was really only a whisp of lace that covered very little ]
no subject
[ Essek was watching the way that Bren nibbled against his navel, the part revealed by fingers pushing up the fabric of his rather sheer blouse, and the look in it-- heavy-lidded and nearly blissed out with pleasure. Now, and only now, was Essek able to understand that it was Bren taking in his scent. The drowpire had to catch his breath at the sight of Bren teasing him just so-- and he would be honest that he wanted Bren to mark him.
The good thing about leaving at this time was that very few other people were. He was often prone to leaving early from functions because social interactions took a necessary drain on him so it was no surprise however, the driver could wait a few additional minutes on top of that. ]
I promised you a treat if you were good, and you have been my very good boy, haven't you?
[ Essek slowly smoothed his palm against locks of ginger that caught beautiful lights underneath the cool glow of the moon, brought out the beautiful paleness of those cheeks and illuminated those freckles. He reached for Bren's hand and once taken, he brought it to the soft skin just between boot and skirt-- his skin that hummed with the heat of it. ] Does my good boy want a taste of me? I suppose I can allow a nibble here and there.
[ Right here on a bench where anyone could stumble across them, just as Essek had promised Bren! A very public way for his lover to stake his claim if he wished to do so. And Essek thought that they had behaved with propriety on the dance floor, anything that happened off the dance floor was there business and no one elses. ]
I have been thinking of your mouth on me for the past two hours-- and I wore extra slutty underthings, just for you--
[ And if Bren explored, he'd find underwear that was really only a whisp of lace that covered very little ]