The rush of it, feeling the body arch under him until's chest-to-chest with the elezen, nearly drives Gaius mad on the spot. Watching his face work through the feeling and the emotion, the overwhelming pleasure from it all... it's beautiful, but it's also heady. Fills him with a sense of power and strength he hasn't felt in some time.

Here, at least, Gaius can call himself a good man who helps guide his newfound friend to things never experienced, places never before explored. He drops to his elbow, pressing Estinien down under him, though he kept a hand on Estinien's back.

"You're gorgeous like this," comes out Gaius starts to thrust, taking it slow, making him feel it. His voice is hushed -- he speaks not praise nor false compliment, but utters it like he has been blessed by the viewing.