It was an easy thing, to half lift Faelyn on to the desk properly and lay him back. At first he'd held his head up, propped up on one elbow, watching the last of his clothing be pulled away, leaving him largely bare. At least it had been a warm day of nothing else.
For once he had no half witty remark in response, too wrapped up in watching Ruth make his way down his body. His cheeks still red from ear tip to ear tip yet somehow he still managed to feel the heat rise to his skin as he caught that wink.
For a moment he forgot how to breathe, a throaty moan escaping past his lips. It was a good thing that Ruth saw fit to hold him, to ground him so, because it felt as if was going to about float away. Head tilted back, hair coming partly unfurled from it's bun with the motion.
For once he had no half witty remark in response, too wrapped up in watching Ruth make his way down his body. His cheeks still red from ear tip to ear tip yet somehow he still managed to feel the heat rise to his skin as he caught that wink.
For a moment he forgot how to breathe, a throaty moan escaping past his lips. It was a good thing that Ruth saw fit to hold him, to ground him so, because it felt as if was going to about float away. Head tilted back, hair coming partly unfurled from it's bun with the motion.
Oh-ho I think I may suddenly need to remember how to pray.It would be interesting to see if Ruth could make him pray to gods he never believed in, or at least call out to them.
04-28-2023, 02:49 PM
