With Dorian settling over top of him, stroking his own cock and oiling it up, Bramen took the opportunity to release his lover's length and wrap his arm around Dorian's shoulders. One arm stayed behind him, bracing him as he tried to pull the man closer, sucking a breath in as he felt his mage sink down on his length and start to taking it inside of him.
That moan that came from Dorian's throat was music to Bramen's ears, the elf holding back something of a whimper. His fingers dug a bit into his lover's shoulders, wetting his lips and trying to crane his neck, wanting another kiss - but not wanting to silence the sounds that his lover made. Instead, another wine of sorts came from the Inquisitor, something wanton and needy, as he closed his eyes and took in the feeling of Dorian's body wrapping around him.
"I'm yours," his voice was still quiet but full of desire and want for the man above him.
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Date: 2015-02-14 05:40 am (UTC)That moan that came from Dorian's throat was music to Bramen's ears, the elf holding back something of a whimper. His fingers dug a bit into his lover's shoulders, wetting his lips and trying to crane his neck, wanting another kiss - but not wanting to silence the sounds that his lover made. Instead, another wine of sorts came from the Inquisitor, something wanton and needy, as he closed his eyes and took in the feeling of Dorian's body wrapping around him.
"I'm yours," his voice was still quiet but full of desire and want for the man above him.