Suddenly heโs close, and his hand is against his front, palming the straining cloth.
โ I haveโ a knot too, is that too scary? Some people worry when they see it, itโs big. . โ ๐ง
with a tug, he pulled durin flush against him. haithamโs pecs pillowing the dragonโs face.
โ my desires run deep, " he stated, fingers already mapping the straining cloth beneath fabric. " unlike your partners... I wonโt break.
โ your size matches the myths, good. โ he noted.
โ Really. . ? Most the time. . Umh. . Every time Iโve done it, Iโve lasted too long. . My partners usually end up too sensitive to continue. . โ ๐ง
His hand is groping at his chest, fondling him as he speaks.
โ You smell really nice too. . โ
a soft sigh escaped him as Durinโs palm molded against his chest. the damp heat between his thighs grew undeniable.
โ dragonโs virility," he states. " iโve always been curious how iโll fare against one. iโm quite confident iโll last longer than your partners. "
His hand cups it, thumb running against the curvature of his pectoral as a thoughtless hum left him.
โ Mmmโ what are you curious about? Iโll tell you whatever you want to knowโ Iโm not shy. โ
Durin didnโt realize he quite enjoyed his horns being touched but, he liked it.
" modesty is overrated, " he captured durinโs wrist gently, pressing the palm firmly against his pectoral.
meanwhile, his own fingers mapped the horns, as if studying their structure.
โ indeed, " he nodded, his hands then trailed down sensually, โ iโm curious. โ
โ Youโ like my horns. . ? โ
Heโs staring freely now, his hands are practically itching to touch them, even cup and caress them.
โ You can touch them if you want. . โ
โ not a pervert. yes, how reassuring. "
He stepped forward, chest level with durinโs gaze.
โ by all means, " he murmured, fingers brushing the base of a horn. โ I must say... these are remarkable. " His thumb traced the curve.
โ Well โ ! I uh. . โ
Heโs staring again, blinking before the dragon shakes his head almost comically.
โ Iโm sorry, Iโm not a pervert, I promise. Butโ your shirt, itโs so tight. . โ
he folded his arms, the action emphasizing the swell of his pectorals. a flicker of amusement danced in his eyes before vanishing.
โ apologies are unnecessary. i was merely noting, โ
" you seemed... preoccupied. almost as if youโd walk straight into me. "