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[samahl]

One where I taste you, or feel you inside of me. [Cyril responds pretty easily, smirking just a bit. He needs to do something that distances himself from the turmiol of emotion this conversation made him feel.]

NSFW warning (come on it was inevitable)

[ombranera]

You do enjoy being filled, don't you Tesoro? How about both?

[ Revels in it, at Zevran's best guess. This is something he can accommodate- Something he can offer easily enough. He noses his way to the nape of Cyril's neck and presses a kiss there, giving him a nudge to the pack in the corner. ]

While I didn't plan for this I do have something I think you'd like in the outermost pouch, wrapped in velvet.

[ A sizeable dildo, carved and polished and thick. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril's head tilts to the side to expose more of his neck to Zevran. He chuckles softly]

You didn't plan, but you brought toys....

I brought oils. But I was planning for it. I came here with you and Twisted Fate.

[ombranera]

The nights are on occasion lonely- and since I have taken up with Taas and Bull? The smaller ones don't seem to quite satisfy.

[ His hands slip down to tease the hem of Cy's shirt, nipping a path from pale throat to earlobe. ]

What do you think? Suck me, ride that after I open you slow?

[samahl]

[That makes Cyril groan softly and deep in this throat. It's clear that he really does want to do that but he's also responding to the touch on his ear.]

Yes, please.

[ombranera]

Then strip, Cyril, and let me see you.

[ Oiling up the phallus wouldn't take long. Getting Cyril ready for it? Might take time- but that is what makes it enjoyable. ]

[samahl]

[Cyril pulls back a bit so that he can pull off his clothes. He doesn't draw it out, but he does put on a nice enough show, moving his body in a way to be as pleasurable to watch as possible while he was still rushing through it.]

[ombranera]

[ Zevran keeps himself mostly clothed- his leathers and his shirt keeping him warm and covered as he settles back, one hand unlacing his pack to fetch the dildo, the other sliding possessive and adoring up the fair line of Cyril's thigh. ]

Beautiful. And so eager for me.

[samahl]

[Cyril smiles at him and then bends a bit to get his own bag so he can fetch his oils.]

It's impossible not to be. You're beautiful.

[ombranera]

I am, aren't I? [ Finally comfortable in his own skin again- he can say that. Draw Cyril to his chest with an arm about his waist, parting his thighs to prompt him into a proper straddle. ] But you, Tesoro- you are something else entirely.

[samahl]

[Cyril easily straddles him and puts a hand on his shoulder.]

Well, I do try. [He teases a bit before leaning in to kiss Zevran.]

[ombranera]

[ He keeps it slow, the kiss- they have all night and are in no rush. Winding Cyril up to the point of begging is it's own joy and he means to indulge in that tonight.

One hand curled in the hair at the nape of Cyril's neck, the other slides in a long pass down the length of his spine, fingertips delving into the cleft of his ass to rub dry and light across his entrance. ]

[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.]