@WingsOfErebor and we can touch each other. Oddly enough, I am just as eager with one option as the other.” His hand is becoming surer on the rampant flesh, and now that he’s facing it, he finds his mouth watering. Looking up into the ethereal eyes, he looks for direction, or action.
@WingsOfErebor chuckles breathlessly, but doesn’t let go of Rovruin’s erection as he begins slowly lowering himself into the bath water. It feels amazing, of course, but there’s so much more to this that is also currently amazing. “You can stand, and I can keep touching you, or you can sit, -
@WingsOfErebor coming to the side of the being’s neck to help steady him. He dearly wants to please this man as much as he’s being pleased, in turn. With a slight rotation of his wrist, he begins to stroke the man’s shaft with an aching slowness, wanting to entice him even more.
@WingsOfErebor but it’s the moan that accompanies the absolute headiness of pure pleasure. Never having been with a man before, this aspect of pleasuring another is different, and yet completely familiar. Reaching down, he takes Rovruin’s shaft in hand and squeezes softly, his free hand -
@WingsOfErebor but builds quickly, his blood on fire. He doesn’t feel the cold chill in the air. Not at all. Yet, there comes a time when he breaks, panting, grabs the being by the hand, and brings him to the bathtub filled with hot water. Getting in, he pulls Rovruin in with him, and then -
@WingsOfErebor you, after we’re rinsed off.” The craving he has for this man. To keep kissing him. To hold him. His arms feel empty, and he longs to have them filled once again. He can feel a strange buzzing in his lips, and heat. He makes no move to hide his erection. It’s been so long. -