[ The whine hit a self-indulgent nerve inside of Essek. He would never have done anything to truly cause Bren pain but this was something that he knew the other man thrived on; it touched delicately on the sort of torture that was pure sexuality as he allowed his mouth and tongue to slide against the warm throbbing skin, the subtle droplets of salt that struggled to cry against shivering head.
Only him, that also stroked the smug within him.
His mouth was dusky warm, a symbiotic evidence of the transaction they had shared; of Bren's warmth into him for warmth. And then he sucked hot and sweet, and where everyone could see them. Including whatever scrying had need to poke about. Thankfully there was grating up around part of that dais so that Bren would not collapse, but also he could lean upon the smaller drow-- due to time and vampiric gifts, he was a bit stronger than he looked. ]
no subject
Only him, that also stroked the smug within him.
His mouth was dusky warm, a symbiotic evidence of the transaction they had shared; of Bren's warmth into him for warmth. And then he sucked hot and sweet, and where everyone could see them. Including whatever scrying had need to poke about. Thankfully there was grating up around part of that dais so that Bren would not collapse, but also he could lean upon the smaller drow-- due to time and vampiric gifts, he was a bit stronger than he looked. ]