[Dohalim/Gepard] I don't know how to feel...

[ilqaras]

[Dohalim wouldn't necessarily call it a chaotic disarray currently, but the sudden departure of one of his captains is, understandably, enough to shake the knights. Serval was truly one of his best, and one who upheld his ideals of coexistence to their core. so it was a surprise to receive her resignation letter, and a quick word of appreciation for the opportunity to serve under him; before he could say anything to try to convince her to change her mind, she was off. though, Dohalim is sure that anything he could have said would have been met with decline. the Landaus, for all their loyalty in serving the il Qaras family for generations (despite their own nobility), are a stubborn folk, and once they've made up their mind on anything, there would be no convincing them of otherwise.


honestly, even if the decision was abrupt, Dohalim knows that she'll be fine. that isn't what's on his mind as he heads down the ornate hallway to the barracks. perhaps a visit paid by him will lift the knights' spirits, but really, he has every intention on seeing one person. Gepard... Serval is his sister, after all. he's not sure what the man is thinking, if he knew of her resignation long before she had made it official, or if this came to just as a surprise to him as everyone else. either way, it would be nice to see Gepard and offer whatever words he can to him.

of course, as soon as he enters the barracks, he's bombarded with questions and requests by the other guards, wondering just what will happen, and how Serval's unit will be taken care of. as much as he wants to brush them aside to look for Gepard, he just can't, in good faith, so it seems like he'll be here for a while. oh well, what kind of leader would he be if he didn't listen to his people?]

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[ilqaras]

[inelegant, maybe, but Dohalim feels comfort in being outside within his element. and how can he deny Gepard anything if he wants this himself, as well? the thought of being cautious enters his mind again for a moment, telling him that this is dangerous if Kelzalik's accusations are true, but what does he really know about the captain? how can one think him capable of such a betrayal when he's just so... soft?

his name sounds so sweet on Gepard's lips, the same lips that leave a fiery trail of heat in their wake as the other man moves down. a hand comes up to gently thread fingers through soft blond hair, and while Gepard needs no coaxing to continue, Dohalim can't help but knead his scalp lightly in encouragement.

there's a very slim chance that they could get caught out here by someone; while this is a hidden place, it's not exactly private, but Dohalim doesn't care. even as his pants are pushed down and he's lying there exposed, he really doesn't have any concern about being seen. as far as he knows right now, it's just the two of them]

[earthwork]

[He'd like to claim he's paying proper attention, honestly. It's hard to fully devote himself to it with the other beneath him, in reality; he can spare enough of a passing effort to not get caught completely unawares. That's probably enough here, at least.

Do's name falls from his lips again in absent murmurs as the redhead kneads his scalp. It's hot on his breath, completely without any of the hesitation he once felt. Lips press their way down one thigh as hands move to cup his balls and wrap around his cock, stroking slowly.

He'll never get over how perfect the man smells, he thinks. How pliant he is even now... how good he tastes on Gepard's tongue. That's dragged along the inside of a thigh first, then to the base of Do's dick, tip pressing in against sensitive spots there.]

[ilqaras]

[the small, logical part of Dohalim's mind is telling him that they should quit while they're ahead, that this is dangerous in more ways than one. but he doesn't care, not when Gepard has him spread out like this, more experienced hands trailing along the spots that arouse him the most and the quickest. and with his tongue following... it's very clear how quickly he's unraveling.

the most Dohalim can do right now is press the back of his free hand against his lips, as if to silence any sounds that might come out. he has to keep telling himself that they're safe in this spot, that no one will find them. the path leading up to this spot is mostly hidden that he's sure no one else knows about it. so they're fine... and he doesn't want this to stop. he doesn't want this moment to end. because if and when it does, then that means he'll have to part ways with Gepard...

eyes squeeze shut to stem the rolling emotions that want to bubble over. no, he can't let them, and ruin this moment. but past his lips and the hand covering them, a shaky sigh slips, the only indication of those emotions]

[earthwork]

[they're both feeling desperation, if in different ways. Gepard is less openly dependent on Dohalim, perhaps because he's kept his feelings under wraps for so long. to be separated from him... well, it'll only be temporary, because he knows he's innocent.

so for right now, he just wants to use the time and space he has. he just wants to see the redhead squirm beneath him, see him forget for just a little while. one hand moves to squeeze and rub absent circles against one side, head tilting up to just... watch him for a moment. lips press to his hip then, soft and warm. he wants to say so much, wants to make so much clear, but... there's not enough time. not really.]

... I'll stay here as long as you like right now, and you'll never get rid of me. Let me please you...

[it's not like he has any doubts that the other wants this, but it's just a reminder. that this isn't the end. and that he can feel what he needs, what he wants, and they can get through anything. moving back again, his hands continue their movements, mouth wrapping around the tip of his cock and sliding downward. Do will know full well that if he wanted, he could stop this, but he's given his permission. Gepard is no saint, especially with this man. just being able to suck his dick like this is on his mind more than he'd like to admit...]