That is utterly bizarre and Phillip doesn’t really know what to make of it. Why would his aether react this way all of a sudden? His mind wanders back to the way he’d talked about Emet-Selch, wondering if whatever happened there had something to do with it but— later. For now, he just enjoys the way their aether presses together, twining in and around each other, bringing them so much closer than they’ve ever been with just their bodies.
There are so many knots bound so tightly in his muscles that this could go on for quite a while, Phillip dutifully working through one after the other. There is it’s own kind of pleasure in this and he’s enjoying the way a careful knowing touch can ease the tension in the body beneath him. “Just spread your legs?” he hums thoughtfully, as he finds a particularly nasty one below his right shoulder and presses deep into it, painful before it works into pleasure, “No, love. By the time I’m done with you you’ll be begging for me to have you again and again, and forget that there’s anywhere else you could be.”
He ducks his head down to press a kiss to the base of his neck, before it turns sharp and he works a mark into the delicate skin. He can’t make Gustavain forget his duty forever. But he can certainly make it slip his mind for a night.
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Date: 2021-06-21 08:11 pm (UTC)There are so many knots bound so tightly in his muscles that this could go on for quite a while, Phillip dutifully working through one after the other. There is it’s own kind of pleasure in this and he’s enjoying the way a careful knowing touch can ease the tension in the body beneath him. “Just spread your legs?” he hums thoughtfully, as he finds a particularly nasty one below his right shoulder and presses deep into it, painful before it works into pleasure, “No, love. By the time I’m done with you you’ll be begging for me to have you again and again, and forget that there’s anywhere else you could be.”
He ducks his head down to press a kiss to the base of his neck, before it turns sharp and he works a mark into the delicate skin. He can’t make Gustavain forget his duty forever. But he can certainly make it slip his mind for a night.