[Perhaps it was foolish that Estinien had not expected Aymeric to be so forward. He always was such, ever since their time as acquaintances within the Temple Knights, to their newly budding friendship, and the decade since. That Aymeric would press that soul soothing kiss to his lips left the former dragoon warmed beyond what that fire could afford him. Further yet, the warmth of Aymeric's hand on his cold cock certainly did its own wonders.
Through his teeth he sucked in a breath as he felt a rush of warm surge through him, and perhaps he too was of the opinion that this night would prove a blessing. The leggings barely made it halfway up his legs before he had stopped with them completely, his own hands gripping at the front of Aymeric's shirt to pull him closer before mashing his lips onto Aymeric's.
There was a hunger there, a need for this affection. Perhaps his time away—with his duty complete and finally being granted the time for self reflection—Estinien was able to fully comprehend this bond they shared—the depth of which he neglected for far too long in lieu of his pursuit of vengeance.
He sought not vengeance, but now the company Aymeric seemed so willing to give, and Estinien would be sure to take it.]
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Through his teeth he sucked in a breath as he felt a rush of warm surge through him, and perhaps he too was of the opinion that this night would prove a blessing. The leggings barely made it halfway up his legs before he had stopped with them completely, his own hands gripping at the front of Aymeric's shirt to pull him closer before mashing his lips onto Aymeric's.
There was a hunger there, a need for this affection. Perhaps his time away—with his duty complete and finally being granted the time for self reflection—Estinien was able to fully comprehend this bond they shared—the depth of which he neglected for far too long in lieu of his pursuit of vengeance.
He sought not vengeance, but now the company Aymeric seemed so willing to give, and Estinien would be sure to take it.]