But not for long. He pushes his trousers down past his hips and he kneels forward as Petrana takes him into her grasp, and he can gently kick the last of fabric free. (Another scar bitten into his thigh, high up. Blades, not creature claws or teeth.) In return, he touches her, a broad palm low at her abdomen that glides slowly upwards, rough callused fingers on soft skin. ]
It suits you, [ he says, to her. He looks back to Julius, a frank appraisal that scopes out how he's faring, dickwise, but opts to stay where he is, lounging close to Petrana. (Really, how could he be expected to move away at a time like this.) ]
Behind me, [ he says. ] And I over her. I've not been with two before.
[ And that seems the least overwhelming way to go about it, with some ability to moderate the pace of it whilst between them. On that note—
Marcus slides his hand downwards, pushing his fingers between her legs. ]
should probably mark nsfw at least once;
But not for long. He pushes his trousers down past his hips and he kneels forward as Petrana takes him into her grasp, and he can gently kick the last of fabric free. (Another scar bitten into his thigh, high up. Blades, not creature claws or teeth.) In return, he touches her, a broad palm low at her abdomen that glides slowly upwards, rough callused fingers on soft skin. ]
It suits you, [ he says, to her. He looks back to Julius, a frank appraisal that scopes out how he's faring, dickwise, but opts to stay where he is, lounging close to Petrana. (Really, how could he be expected to move away at a time like this.) ]
Behind me, [ he says. ] And I over her. I've not been with two before.
[ And that seems the least overwhelming way to go about it, with some ability to moderate the pace of it whilst between them. On that note—
Marcus slides his hand downwards, pushing his fingers between her legs. ]