[Dohalim chuckles softly as he tilts his head back forward, nuzzling Gepard's warm cheek softly]
You are quite alright. Let me take care of you for the night.
[it's all the warning Gepard will get before Dohalim slides his arms under his thighs and hoists him up easily to carry him to bed. he could have easily let the man walk, but that would require the both of them to part, and honestly, Dohalim isn't so keen on doing so just yet.
it's a short distance to walk to his bed; he carefully tilts the other man back onto it and making sure he's comfortable before he pulls away. there's quick work with doing away with Gepard's shoes (thankfully he doesn't have to worry about the intricacies of the guardsman's armor when it comes to his footwear), tossing them to the foot of the bed before he joins him. he climbs into bed, nudging Gepard's thighs apart slightly so he can nestle in between them.
he looks down at the man, eyes lit with anticipation; he shouldn't be so excited, but Gepard just looks so enticing. leaning forward, Dohalim drags his hands up his thighs, to his hips, sliding his fingers under his shirt to push the hem up. he's seen Gepard's body, but not this closely, only from a distance when he's visited the training grounds. he would always sneak glances over at the man, watch the way his muscles would move and flex. so to see him up close...]
...I feel I should remind you that you can stop me at any time if it gets to be too much. Only because... I'm not sure I'll be able to stop myself at this point.
[he has to be honest with him. Dohalim is beyond trying to tell himself that this is a bad idea, that they shouldn't cross this line. they've already crossed that the moment he'd brought him here, after all. but if Gepard does want to stop, even if it's in the middle of everything, Dohalim would respect his wishes]
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You are quite alright. Let me take care of you for the night.
[it's all the warning Gepard will get before Dohalim slides his arms under his thighs and hoists him up easily to carry him to bed. he could have easily let the man walk, but that would require the both of them to part, and honestly, Dohalim isn't so keen on doing so just yet.
it's a short distance to walk to his bed; he carefully tilts the other man back onto it and making sure he's comfortable before he pulls away. there's quick work with doing away with Gepard's shoes (thankfully he doesn't have to worry about the intricacies of the guardsman's armor when it comes to his footwear), tossing them to the foot of the bed before he joins him. he climbs into bed, nudging Gepard's thighs apart slightly so he can nestle in between them.
he looks down at the man, eyes lit with anticipation; he shouldn't be so excited, but Gepard just looks so enticing. leaning forward, Dohalim drags his hands up his thighs, to his hips, sliding his fingers under his shirt to push the hem up. he's seen Gepard's body, but not this closely, only from a distance when he's visited the training grounds. he would always sneak glances over at the man, watch the way his muscles would move and flex. so to see him up close...]
...I feel I should remind you that you can stop me at any time if it gets to be too much. Only because... I'm not sure I'll be able to stop myself at this point.
[he has to be honest with him. Dohalim is beyond trying to tell himself that this is a bad idea, that they shouldn't cross this line. they've already crossed that the moment he'd brought him here, after all. but if Gepard does want to stop, even if it's in the middle of everything, Dohalim would respect his wishes]