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[samahl]

[Cyril shifts up to give Zevran an easier reach to his body. He leans forward a bit and moves the kiss from Zevran's cheek and jawlne.]

[ombranera]

[ He slips into Antivan easily, murmuring soft praise into Cyril's skin. It's just the dry tease for now until he finds the oil, until he uncorks it and slicks his fingers. ]

How much do you want this, I wonder...

[samahl]

[Cyril's hips move a bit to encourage the touch.]

I need it. Please.

[ombranera]

And you shall have it, Tesoro mio.

[ He nips the skin of Cyril's throat, slick fingers working down to drag over the skin he'd teased, slowly working a fingertip inside. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril responds with pleased little noise.]

Ah, yes. Thank you.

[ombranera]

It is a shame I do not have a mirror so you can see yourself.

[ A slick twist of his wrist and a slow thrust presses his finger in deep, smoothing the way. ]

And an even greater one that Taas could not hear us on the Sending Crystals. I think he would like a show.

[samahl]

[Cyril groans deeply and then moves his head a bit to rest against Zevran's shoulder.]

We'll always welcome you to put on a show. [He says 'we' much easier now that he doesn't have the ability to think properly.]

[ombranera]

If you both invite me in the future? I may very well.

[ Now and then- it wouldn't hurt, would it? To be an occasional lover. He can do that and be content with it- just as he is content to work a second finger in and curl, twisting to seek out the node of Cyril's prostate. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril's hips move forward when Zevran finds what he's looking for. He groans and then presses his hand into Zevran's skin.]

Yes, right there.

[ombranera]

Here?

[ All innocence as he grinds his fingers up against that spot. ]

[samahl]

Mn. Yes.

[Cyril turns his head to kiss Zevran's face again.] Yes. [He says between kisses] There.

[ombranera]

As you wish.

[ He drags his lips across Cyril's, biting at his bottom lip as he works a third finger in, twisting them in and out of Cyril's pliant body slick and slow. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril groans against the kiss. The bite and the fingers inside of him do so much to drive him crazy. He enjoys that they're taking their time and he can just let himself feel those fingers moving inside of him.]

[ombranera]

[ He has to withdraw his hand entirely to apply more oil, but sinks his hand deep to grind up hard against that node, tip of his pinky just teasing the rim. ]

Could you take another, Tesoro?

[samahl]

Hm-mm. [Cyril shifts his hips to encourage Zevran to push into him more.]

[ombranera]

So good for me, Bello. [ It's not even part of the game- but praising Cyril comes naturally. Easily as he tucks his pinky in and lets his hand twist to slide deep, working him open gently. ] You are a marvel.

[samahl]

[Cyril buries his face against Zevran's neck as he gets used to the sensation of being filled by those fingers.]

As are you.

[ombranera]

Of course I am. [ Easy bravado when he's knuckle deep in Cyril, rocking his palm in deep to really open Cyril up. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril groans deeply and then chuckles a bit. When he speaks he sounds strained but far too pleased.]

Mm, I adore your confidence almost as much as your hands.

[ombranera]

It is one of my many charms. [ He turns a little, nosing along Cyril's cheek until he can press his lips gently, chastely, against Cyril's eyelids. They were still dark with khol, but the gesture meant just as much now as it does when they are bare. ] Just as your certainty is one of yours.

[samahl]

[Cyril feels almost too full then. Not just the fingers inside of him, but the way those lips on his eyes means so much to him. He turns his head so that he can kiss Zevran's mouth. This time it's more than just sexy and hungry, he has passion there, and feeling. His heart is too exposed for him to deny the true affection he feels for Zevran. His arm wraps around Zevran's shoulders as he kisses him deeply.]

[ombranera]

[ He doesn't feel this sort of closeness often- he hadn't in years and now? He feels it with a few. Even like this, with the understanding, the kindness- Cyril is young. It should be more of a deterrent for wanting more, feeling more. And yet here he is, holding him, claiming him by inches in this moment- and feeling more.

He pours that emotion into the kiss, offering with actions what he cannot possibly express in words. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril keeps this for a while. He lets himself just experience Zevran touching him and kissing him. He shifts his arm so that he can run his hand through Zevran's hair and moves his hips to make his body open up more easily.

He only breaks the kiss when he has to breathe.]

[ombranera]

[ He loses track of time, a little. Works his wrist the bare minimum, wholly absorbed in the kiss. The warmth, the sentiment-

He pulls back to rest his forehead against Cyril's, ees dark and wondering. ]

Do you think you are ready?

[samahl]

Yes. [The word is breathed out, almost a plea. He pulls up his body just enough so that Zevran can easily push the toy inside of him]