[A finger so close to a sensitive spot makes his breath catch, his own fingers pausing and twitching as he explores Taryon's shoulders before they continue on their way up Taryon's neck, thumbs running along his jaw as they kiss once more.]
I do...
[He moans in reply, letting his shirt drop behind him to the bed, arching his back to press his chest into the calloused hand. It feels nice, being explored, appreciated--
--and then Taryon says that. He pulls back, eyebrows raised in surprise.]
I may be no barbarian, but...!
[He can't even decide if he is confused or offended, so his voice comes out as a squawk.]
no subject
I do...
[He moans in reply, letting his shirt drop behind him to the bed, arching his back to press his chest into the calloused hand. It feels nice, being explored, appreciated--
--and then Taryon says that. He pulls back, eyebrows raised in surprise.]
I may be no barbarian, but...!
[He can't even decide if he is confused or offended, so his voice comes out as a squawk.]