Felih really does want to just hide away in a nest, or under a blanket, or anywhere he wouldn't be so bare. So exposed. So vulnerable- unable to even hide his expressions. The soft strokes have him biting his lip and squirming, with soft, short exhales he's clearly struggling to resist allowing into moans, the slick coating Azwel's fingers soon enough.
"Nngh... it- it's not everyone's cup of tea," he says very faintly, before kissing Azwel back, showing a little more curiosity in the press of his lips. His movements are hesitant still, unsure of any of this, but the kisses are tender and pleasant... and Azwel is attractive, warm, and has a very lovely scent. All in all, the man isn't the worst mate. He's... quite a promising one, it seems.
Felih's pride is just being tested in more ways than one, being left this vulnerable- but in a way he refuses to admit, it thrills him to be powerless. To just have to lie back and relax and feel.
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Date: 2019-05-24 08:11 pm (UTC)"Nngh... it- it's not everyone's cup of tea," he says very faintly, before kissing Azwel back, showing a little more curiosity in the press of his lips. His movements are hesitant still, unsure of any of this, but the kisses are tender and pleasant... and Azwel is attractive, warm, and has a very lovely scent. All in all, the man isn't the worst mate. He's... quite a promising one, it seems.
Felih's pride is just being tested in more ways than one, being left this vulnerable- but in a way he refuses to admit, it thrills him to be powerless. To just have to lie back and relax and feel.