[ Essek against him, the occasional bite of teeth that he admitted to no one save himself how much he was into them, and the way that the Thumos suffused them. It was warm like melted honey, slotting into each pore. Caleb had not been doing it for the Thumos attainment, but he could see the appeal of it-- especially with someone you...
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He nuzzled the spot just underneath the ear then, a symphony of beard and lips, tongue worrying the space there while he angled their bodies together so that they would connect, cock to quivering cock; heat shafted through him hotly and his hand slipped to cup the drow's rear while he worked his body in a grind against Essek.
He'd wanted this for too long, and now that he had Essek in his arms, willing-- gods, he was trying not to question it-- trying not to let his mind run away with the thought that he was an expirement. But gods, if he was, then were they not both getting what they needed? Essek a Thumos reserve and him, this. ]
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He nuzzled the spot just underneath the ear then, a symphony of beard and lips, tongue worrying the space there while he angled their bodies together so that they would connect, cock to quivering cock; heat shafted through him hotly and his hand slipped to cup the drow's rear while he worked his body in a grind against Essek.
He'd wanted this for too long, and now that he had Essek in his arms, willing-- gods, he was trying not to question it-- trying not to let his mind run away with the thought that he was an expirement. But gods, if he was, then were they not both getting what they needed? Essek a Thumos reserve and him, this. ]