[ Ah, it's nice to have someone meet him on equal ground- it makes it all the more entertaining later, to see how they like being brought down. Trahearne is far larger than he is, yes, amusement in his eyes at Adelis' challenges, but he feels that shiver as his nails scrape his spine and lets that carry him.
Adelis peers through lidded eyes at the chuckle, the words, but his breath hitches at the forceful grind against him- in comparison, there is little but cloth between him and the hard press of the other's groin, and a pleasant heat settles in his stomach as his hips are pressed further down into the mattress.
There is little to no time to reply to the provocation, eyebrows only lightly raising before a hiss slips through his lips at the harsh press of teeth. His own grip tightens at that, fingers coiling both on Trahearne's hip and the sheets at the slick draw of the other's tongue along his bruised flesh.
The collar of Adelis' shirt slips down a bit, soft white shifting to reveal a ring of fading purple bruises around his neck. There is also the imprint of what seems like more teeth, but sharper and more human-like, in the stages of healing. He clearly doesn't mind the rough touch despite the fact it must obviously hurt, lifting his head a bit for easier access, but the hand on his hip does not stop the coil of his leg to make the grinding all the harder. ]
Hah. [ The laugh is soft, but not warm. ] You may think that for as long as you're able.
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Adelis peers through lidded eyes at the chuckle, the words, but his breath hitches at the forceful grind against him- in comparison, there is little but cloth between him and the hard press of the other's groin, and a pleasant heat settles in his stomach as his hips are pressed further down into the mattress.
There is little to no time to reply to the provocation, eyebrows only lightly raising before a hiss slips through his lips at the harsh press of teeth. His own grip tightens at that, fingers coiling both on Trahearne's hip and the sheets at the slick draw of the other's tongue along his bruised flesh.
The collar of Adelis' shirt slips down a bit, soft white shifting to reveal a ring of fading purple bruises around his neck. There is also the imprint of what seems like more teeth, but sharper and more human-like, in the stages of healing. He clearly doesn't mind the rough touch despite the fact it must obviously hurt, lifting his head a bit for easier access, but the hand on his hip does not stop the coil of his leg to make the grinding all the harder. ]
Hah. [ The laugh is soft, but not warm. ] You may think that for as long as you're able.