[Caleb would have, but the meaning of the spell, the impact of it, what had been done, that was lost entirely on Bren. He'd been caught up in Essek, in the heat of their bodies moving against one another, the pounding of the bass as the music swelled around them.
So he was not prepared, was not expecting what was to come. He turned towards Essek as those lips fell at his shoulder, eyes half shut as he breathed in the scent of him. Another low whine in his throat, and if he'd had a tail in this form it would've been wagging at being called a good boy.
There was a delay before he registered those words. More than two hands? He half started to question what Essek meant, but his question died before it left his lips when those hands moved over his stomach, that voice spoke from behind him.]
Oh.
[Fuck. Thank god for the ring around his prick because he could've come right then from the idea alone.]
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Date: 2024-01-07 04:06 am (UTC)So he was not prepared, was not expecting what was to come. He turned towards Essek as those lips fell at his shoulder, eyes half shut as he breathed in the scent of him. Another low whine in his throat, and if he'd had a tail in this form it would've been wagging at being called a good boy.
There was a delay before he registered those words. More than two hands? He half started to question what Essek meant, but his question died before it left his lips when those hands moved over his stomach, that voice spoke from behind him.]
Oh.
[Fuck. Thank god for the ring around his prick because he could've come right then from the idea alone.]
Please... oh gods please. Ruin me.