[honestly, if Dohalim were any other person, he would be more crass with his words. he thinks he's being eloquent with his words, considering their situation! laughing softly, he nuzzles Gepard's cheek gently, inhaling deeply]
You don't have to give me anything. Your companionship is more than enough.
[he thinks it would be too selfish to ask for more; he's already asked for so much. he presses a kiss to the corner of the blond's lips, before lifting himself up enough to reach over to his bedside table. he doesn't want to move away from Gepard too much, enjoying his warmth against him. he rifles through it quickly before pulling out a small bottle.
he doesn't do anything with it just yet, but instead lays it to the side for a moment as he sits up on his knees to slip his shirt off, thankful that his sleepwear isn't anything complicated like his regalia is. he does nearly as quick work with his pants, if not a little unceremoniously and tosses it to the side before moving to pull Gepard's off as well. as he sits back on his heels, he commits to memory every part of the man, every faint scar, every curve and dip of muscle defined under pale skin. his own cock twitches at the sight of his form, so ready and willing.
leaning over the other Renan, he settles down onto Gepard again, he lets out a soft sigh, pressing himself against him, to feel his warmth without the barrier of fabric anymore. ah, it's almost perfect... hips grind down gently against Gepard's and Dohalim lets out a soft groan; almost. almost perfect. he gives Gepard a chaste kiss as he rests his forehead against his again]
I should warn you... What comes next may be a little uncomfortable, if not painful. I will do my best to prepare you, but I want you to listen to your body. If it's too much, let me know.
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You don't have to give me anything. Your companionship is more than enough.
[he thinks it would be too selfish to ask for more; he's already asked for so much. he presses a kiss to the corner of the blond's lips, before lifting himself up enough to reach over to his bedside table. he doesn't want to move away from Gepard too much, enjoying his warmth against him. he rifles through it quickly before pulling out a small bottle.
he doesn't do anything with it just yet, but instead lays it to the side for a moment as he sits up on his knees to slip his shirt off, thankful that his sleepwear isn't anything complicated like his regalia is. he does nearly as quick work with his pants, if not a little unceremoniously and tosses it to the side before moving to pull Gepard's off as well. as he sits back on his heels, he commits to memory every part of the man, every faint scar, every curve and dip of muscle defined under pale skin. his own cock twitches at the sight of his form, so ready and willing.
leaning over the other Renan, he settles down onto Gepard again, he lets out a soft sigh, pressing himself against him, to feel his warmth without the barrier of fabric anymore. ah, it's almost perfect... hips grind down gently against Gepard's and Dohalim lets out a soft groan; almost. almost perfect. he gives Gepard a chaste kiss as he rests his forehead against his again]
I should warn you... What comes next may be a little uncomfortable, if not painful. I will do my best to prepare you, but I want you to listen to your body. If it's too much, let me know.