[It's definitely... different, when Dohalim's tongue slips between his lips, sweet and warm and so much better than the guard could have imagined. The faint note of bitterness from the wine melds with the taste of him too. Something about it is dizzying, almost, dragging him under and into it all.
Fingers pull him just a little closer and he follows willingly, tongue far more clumsy than his partner's. It brings the return of heat to his cheeks, but it's a good feeling. He's sure of that much. Every little noise he makes echoes that pleasure, until finally the other pulls away, just barely again.]
... ah?
[It takes him a moment to register the question, and he can't help but laugh somewhere amid short, slightly ragged breaths.]
No... not at all. It's... I liked it. I hope it didn't... seem otherwise. [He's a little worried. Dohalim clearly has more experience than him, after all...]
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Fingers pull him just a little closer and he follows willingly, tongue far more clumsy than his partner's. It brings the return of heat to his cheeks, but it's a good feeling. He's sure of that much. Every little noise he makes echoes that pleasure, until finally the other pulls away, just barely again.]
... ah?
[It takes him a moment to register the question, and he can't help but laugh somewhere amid short, slightly ragged breaths.]
No... not at all. It's... I liked it. I hope it didn't... seem otherwise. [He's a little worried. Dohalim clearly has more experience than him, after all...]