[ He would have dealt with being blindfolded himself, really- his blindsense is well enough it wouldn't have been too much of a problem, even if that's an advantage he'd rather not hand off easily. But it brings a pleasant pang of arousal to have someone else submit themselves to it- a good thing Trahearne can no longer see the smirk on his face.

The press of the other's fingers into his skin, dipping just slightly below the barrier of his clothes, is pleasant, and he plays along and lifts his own hips enough as he's shifted up to allow the attempt at disrobing him. A soft, quiet groan slips through at the hand that drags down his finally-freed erection, and he lightly pushes into the touch, albeit not too desperately. Just to test, to tease, because the tone in Trahearne's voice is so telling. ]

I suppose that's for you to find out, isn't it?

[ Adelis keeps his hips lifted so he can shimmy his shorts down, shifting one leg to slide them off more efficiently. Those out of the way, he can focus on what's important- getting rid of all of the other's coverings.

It's a pleasant surprise that they come off with little force, enough for his fingers to experimentally wiggle in the gaps and remove the wood covering Trahearne's lower half. It's a far cry from removing clothes, and not something he'd ever think he'd be stripping from a partner, but he drops them aside all the same.

He is. Not expecting what's underneath, and the faint widening of his eyes is luckily also hidden from view, but he doesn't linger nor comment. No need to feed an ego, now.

He lets himself drop once again, bare skin against bare skin, and rocks his own lightly into Trahearne's erection as bare fingers come up to glide up the length of it. ]

But if we're talking about honesty, perhaps we can address yours. [ A thumb circles the tip, fingers coiling around the length of it. ] You sound like you need something.