"I lost my forethought," Gaius admits as he goes back on his haunches, cock going soft against his thighs, still damp. His hand untangles from Estinien's hair, stroking down his back. "My apologies -- all things considered, I would have chosen otherwise."
It's messy and strange, but-- also, Estinien just felt so good.
"I do not suggest trying to rise immediately," he says, grabbing his undershirt and then also handing Estinien his own. God knows where his smalls are at the moment, they're crumpled somewhere together. "Your legs will likely betray you. Then again, with thighs like yours you may be steadier than most after their first time taking a man."
He fishes his canteen from his things, and takes a drink to wash the taste of blood and Estinien from his mouth, and then offers it to the prone dragoon. Peace offering, perhaps.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2022-08-19 04:18 pm (UTC)It's messy and strange, but-- also, Estinien just felt so good.
"I do not suggest trying to rise immediately," he says, grabbing his undershirt and then also handing Estinien his own. God knows where his smalls are at the moment, they're crumpled somewhere together. "Your legs will likely betray you. Then again, with thighs like yours you may be steadier than most after their first time taking a man."
He fishes his canteen from his things, and takes a drink to wash the taste of blood and Estinien from his mouth, and then offers it to the prone dragoon. Peace offering, perhaps.