I'd still know you, not being shown you, I only need the working of my hands
"I'd like that." The aviator agrees readily, the words spilling from his lips with shaky enthusiasm. Gods, the thought of hurting anyone nearly had his erection withering away, but if there was a way to call a halt if it was needed? Just the thought of it set Ever's mind at ease in a way he didn't know he needed.
As Thorn's hand descended between them, the aviator's gaze went slightly slack as his lips parted, though he knew this was obviously coming, it would mark the first time he'd been touched by someone other than Isla, and given how brief and fast their sex had been, this would likely still prove a first in many ways. Feeling his buttons undone and then his pants being tugged off, Ever turned almost comically, expecting to see someone else at the foot of the bed. That there was no one, had him looking back with his brows knit together, before it dawned on him that, of course magic should not be a surprising skill for a courtesan.
"If...if I do want to try both—" Being a top and a bottom. "Does it matter how we start?" Or rather, who started, he supposed.
As Thorn's hand descended between them, the aviator's gaze went slightly slack as his lips parted, though he knew this was obviously coming, it would mark the first time he'd been touched by someone other than Isla, and given how brief and fast their sex had been, this would likely still prove a first in many ways. Feeling his buttons undone and then his pants being tugged off, Ever turned almost comically, expecting to see someone else at the foot of the bed. That there was no one, had him looking back with his brows knit together, before it dawned on him that, of course magic should not be a surprising skill for a courtesan.
"If...if I do want to try both—" Being a top and a bottom. "Does it matter how we start?" Or rather, who started, he supposed.
Everest
