They agreed to leave it at a kiss, though Loren couldn’t help but hope that the lingering hesitancy he could hear in Abasi’s voice and laugh had more to do with how new this was than any regrets or doubts. Given how pessimistic the summoner usually was, that was hard. Thankfully, he’d gotten good at masking his fears by now. Luckily, it was easier than usual this time to just accept the pleasure and comfort where he could. It helped that there were no strings attached, no complications here. In the back of his mind, though, he still had his worries.
Then they were alleviated somewhat—though not banished entirely—when the other man’s hand found the Launceleyn’s. He squeezed it gently, glad the other man wanted more contact, and more than glad to provide it. It was nice to lay here, quietly, privately, secretly holding hands, without the rest of the world intruding. For now.
As Abasi laughed, Loren turned his head to look at the other man, a gentle smile on the summoner’s lips; it faded slightly, in scope if not in intensity, as he listened to Abasi began to recount his previous experiences with others. Other men even. However, then it was the Launceleyn’s turn to chuckle softly. [say]”To be honest, I’ve only kissed two other people. My family expected to marry me off to have kids as well, but they never found a suitable match. In the meantime, I too found myself falling for the charms of men.”[/say] That wasn’t to say he found women unattractive. He’d just avoided them, because he was afraid of bringing anyone he actually liked into his family. And if they didn’t have magic, his kin would likely deter them. Then one thing led to another.
That wasn’t the whole truth, though, and honesty had served him well with Abasi up until now. [say]”Though I did have some encounters with Frey, which were quite something. Still, I wouldn’t say that I am much more experienced than you. With people, at least.”[/say] That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; they could take it as slow as they needed to in order to make sure they were doing it right, which would maybe help the Launceleyn avoid screwing it up. Not that there was a right way to explore this sort of thing, he knew that better than most, just wrong ones. And if all this ended up being was a few stolen kisses, a few fleeting moments of pleasure, that would be fine too.
Then they were alleviated somewhat—though not banished entirely—when the other man’s hand found the Launceleyn’s. He squeezed it gently, glad the other man wanted more contact, and more than glad to provide it. It was nice to lay here, quietly, privately, secretly holding hands, without the rest of the world intruding. For now.
As Abasi laughed, Loren turned his head to look at the other man, a gentle smile on the summoner’s lips; it faded slightly, in scope if not in intensity, as he listened to Abasi began to recount his previous experiences with others. Other men even. However, then it was the Launceleyn’s turn to chuckle softly. [say]”To be honest, I’ve only kissed two other people. My family expected to marry me off to have kids as well, but they never found a suitable match. In the meantime, I too found myself falling for the charms of men.”[/say] That wasn’t to say he found women unattractive. He’d just avoided them, because he was afraid of bringing anyone he actually liked into his family. And if they didn’t have magic, his kin would likely deter them. Then one thing led to another.
That wasn’t the whole truth, though, and honesty had served him well with Abasi up until now. [say]”Though I did have some encounters with Frey, which were quite something. Still, I wouldn’t say that I am much more experienced than you. With people, at least.”[/say] That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; they could take it as slow as they needed to in order to make sure they were doing it right, which would maybe help the Launceleyn avoid screwing it up. Not that there was a right way to explore this sort of thing, he knew that better than most, just wrong ones. And if all this ended up being was a few stolen kisses, a few fleeting moments of pleasure, that would be fine too.
