BASTIEN
Bastien smiled to see Oliver approach, glad that the nervous young man was beginning to come out of his shell. Of course, he could not watch too long, Amun quickly taking his attention with his hands and mouth, Bastien laughing and responding in kind...until Oliver was before him and asking for a bite.
The request surprised him; he had thought Oliver would go for one of the younger men in the room, or would have wanted something more akin to romance (not that that was common in this kind of setting). Still, he wouldn't deny him it. Nodding, he reached out to cup the back of Oliver's head and pulled him in close, opened his mouth and gently placed his teeth over the skin on his neck - paused there for a moment, one hand tracing down Oliver's chest with ghost-like tracings of his fingertips...then he bit down.
A groan left Bastien's throat and he smiled at both the sensation in his body (sexual, sensual pleasure was so rare in an Ascended's life - any touch of it was more gratifying than he had ever known it to be) and the sound of Rexanna's voice. Her hands on his back were met with a happy moan as he reached forward to stroke further down Oliver's body, from his chest to his hips, then his inner thigh; finally letting go of his neck, leaning back with blood on his lips, Bastien gently stroked his cock, just once.
The request surprised him; he had thought Oliver would go for one of the younger men in the room, or would have wanted something more akin to romance (not that that was common in this kind of setting). Still, he wouldn't deny him it. Nodding, he reached out to cup the back of Oliver's head and pulled him in close, opened his mouth and gently placed his teeth over the skin on his neck - paused there for a moment, one hand tracing down Oliver's chest with ghost-like tracings of his fingertips...then he bit down.
A groan left Bastien's throat and he smiled at both the sensation in his body (sexual, sensual pleasure was so rare in an Ascended's life - any touch of it was more gratifying than he had ever known it to be) and the sound of Rexanna's voice. Her hands on his back were met with a happy moan as he reached forward to stroke further down Oliver's body, from his chest to his hips, then his inner thigh; finally letting go of his neck, leaning back with blood on his lips, Bastien gently stroked his cock, just once.
And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tatter-tatters you're entrancing
Base Code by Sky!
