Estinien's hands are callused, but at least they're warmer than the night air. Against such sensitive skin Gaius might be able to even pick out the places where they've been scarred or burned by dragonfire, if he has enough focus for matters. Estinien strokes him slowly, almost respectfully, drinking down kisses with ease as he feels his heart rate come down from its furious pounding.

He'll make it up to this man, he will. He will prove himself and get a good mark in sex, which is definitely a normal thing to want and possible to achieve.