larue: (go somewhere no one else can see)
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 ([personal profile] larue) wrote in [personal profile] icarusalsoflew 2015-03-10 05:59 pm (UTC)

[ He takes all of five seconds to realize that you are too distracted by far to have called that bottle towards the bed. He can feel how tightly wound up you are, how scrambled your thoughts are -- and it all clicks into place.

So he sets you back down onto that bed and unfolds his body from how he tangled his limbs with your own. What you'll hear next, is the soft, sighed chuckle followed by the sounds of him uncapping that bottle and the drop of that oil onto his palm. The feel of the liquid seeping into his skin makes him take in a breath, then he's rubbing his oil-slicked palms together and smoothing both hands over your inner thighs, over the whole length of your cock and down along the valley of your ass. ]


This has got to be my favorite thing in Arcadia. [ Those are his warm lips over the skin right beneath your navel. ] After the way you look, of course.

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