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Percival of Wales ([personal profile] tzaraisen) wrote 2017-12-17 08:15 am (UTC)

[ Has he ever given thought to what Vane's roughened hands might feel like against his skin? No, truthfully. But right now, it is the only thing he can think about, and each sensation imprints in his memory in a way that ensures he'll never forget it. The increasingly tight feeling between his legs ensures this as well. Percival's mind grows heavy with wanting, practical thoughts flooded by the desire to escalate the situation, to bask in his warm presence and explore his body, too.

It doesn't help that the hot breath against his ear, and way Vane's palms drag across his torso, both weaken his resolve and make him flushed and warm with embarrassment and arousal. He also feels more than a little humiliated, to be reduced to the state so easily by someone who didn't even fathom what was initially happening. He shivers at the feel of Vane's hot tongue teasing his lobe. The remark is enough to spark indignation in him, because of course it is, and he drops his hands from being braced on Vane's shoulders to suddenly dipping between them.

Without any warning, he pushes his palm firmly between Vane's thighs, harshly squeezing the outline of his cock through his trousers with greedy fingers.

He doesn't seem thrilled with the idea of being so visibly vulnerable, apparently. Not without Vane giving a little back. ]


Be quiet and disrobe.

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