A Glorious Wine Tasting

[heiresy]

[With the new Alliance came eager merchants and expanded trade routes. The Limsan wine makers and sellers snapped at the chance to expand their markets; and what better way to sell wine than a wine tasting? The tables were lined all around the ballroom, ready-set to host the moneyed of Ishgard.

The Lord Commander was certainly invited, and he felt obliged to accept. His wine cellars could use some replenishing anyway...

The merchants poured him a little glass at every table, pushing it on him. He drank every glass, and with each glass the next seemed more reasonable. He had worked himself at least halfway around the room before he was starting to eye a way out. His exit is cut off. Nowhere to run-

A woman with a tray of wine stands before him, offering it directly. He can't refuse. He takes it, trying to seem as sober as possible. He thanks her, stepping away. At least with a glass in hand, they aren't making him take up another.]

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[sylphisticated]

[He grunts a little as he walks with the other to his room. He doesn't have much of a choice with Aymeric's firm grip on his horn.] You make it sound like that's the worst that could happen. [Him being naked with Aymeric's cum on his face. Sure. That's the problem here.

Kiehl would probably worry more about how that impacted Aymeric than himself.]

[heiresy]

It is. [He says evenly and mildly as he closes the door behind them.] He may happen upon your clothes. He will know what has happened, not that it will make a whit of difference.

[He leads him to the bed by his very-convenient handle, then gives him a firm shove. He starts to unbutton his shirt, standing and staring at Kiehl.]

Are you used to men treating you this way? You seem to enjoy it.

[sylphisticated]

You don't sound particularly worried for what could be the worst. [He isn't sure if that implies that the worst isn't that bad or that Aymeric isn't particularly troubled at it.

He falls onto the bed without much of a fight.

Kiehl does click his tongue at that question though. His face may have turned a shade redder though.] Of course not. I wouldn't trust a stranger not to mistreat me normally. I wouldn't put myself in a situation where they'd be able to hold that kind of power over me. [Which implies a lot of things. Kiehl's suspicions of others and his inability to truly let someone else take the reigns. But also that he seems to trust the other quite a bit.]

[heiresy]

Tell me what could be the worst. [He finishes unbuttoning his shirt, allowing it to fall to the floor. He pulls off his boots before crawling onto the bed over the other man. His eyes go over his scales, now that he can view all of them properly. He traces the outline of the edge of his scales on his skin.]

Of course. You are a careful man. [He seems to have softened in this moment as they chat and transition to the next part over. Aymeric's previous demeanor seems to return as he lays with Kiehl. He presses kisses to his hips before looking him in the face.]

[sylphisticated]

I suppose there isn't really anything worst than being caught in the act. [Kiehl watches the other intently; appreciating Aymeric's physique.] Do they interest you? [He personally can't imagine scales being all that interesting. He's grown up with them all his life. He can see the appeal of them to others though. Perhaps the lack of them would be weird if it wasn't the norm.]

I don't want to be taken advantage of. [Especially by some stranger.

Kiehl stares intently back at the other. His face is pretty stoic, but there's an obvious want in his eyes.]

[heiresy]

They do. They're beautiful. [he runs his hands up Kiehl's calves and thighs, noting the topography of the scales until his pelvis is comfortably between Kiehl's legs. He hangs there, looming over the other man.]

And yet, with you looking like this... So vulnerable. [He holds Kiehl's chin in his hand, gazing down at him.] That's all I want to do. [he presses his hips forward, grinding against him with his clothed, slowly hardening cock.]

[sylphisticated]

You flatter me. [He's a little charmed by Aymeric's interest in them. It's endearing.]

I wouldn't expect to hear those words from the likes of you, Lord Commander. [Kiehl shudders and tries to rock his hips up against the other. He's still very much hard.] I wouldn't stop you though.

[heiresy]

You are worthy of my flattery. [His hands move to Kiehl's wrists, moving them together and pinning them under a single hand. He pulls something from the headboard, then begins to tie it around Kiehl's wrists. It's secured to the headboard already, somewhere below the mattress.]

It seems we have room to learn more about one another, then, my Dragoon. [He sits back on his knees and unfastens his trousers again, pushing them down over his hips, wiggling out of them.]

[sylphisticated]

You know how to charm another. [He idly wonders if Aymeric has this set up specifically for situations like this or if it just happens to be some decoration with the bed that works in favor or their current activities. Maybe he'll ask the other later. Assuming he'll remember. It isn't actually important. Just something Kiehl is a bit curious about. He does tug experimentally at what has him bound.]

Apparently there's a lot that can still be learned. [Like apparently how attractive the other is stripping down. He tilts his head as he obviously checks the other out.]

[heiresy]

Full glad that I am charming to you. [He's full in a couple ways here, isn't he?]

[He gives him a wry grin as he drops his trousers over the edge of the bed.] I tend not to share all of my secrets right away. I like to keep a bit of mystery about myself.

[With that, he pushes Kiehl's legs up with his hands under the bends of his knees for a better look.]

[sylphisticated]

We wouldn't be in this current situation if I didn't find you at least a little bit charming, Commander.

I'll be honest to say there's a lot about you I don't know or understand about you though. [That could be said about a lot of people. And of himself to others.

He makes a small grunt with the slight shift in position. Aymeric can see where the scales on Kiehl's back ends and where his barbed tail starts just above his butt. Kiehl is mostly still except for his tail that twitches side to side.] You're staring.

[heiresy]

[He wets his lips with his tongue, smiling.] Just a bit... Oh? Now that we've come this far, perhaps I can shed some light on a couple matters.

[He gazes down from Kiehl's face, his eyes trailing between his legs.] I barely got to see this part of you from my earlier angle. Are you shy?

[sylphisticated]

Should I be completely enamored? [There's just a bit of a smile when he says that.]

I fail to see what would be so fascinating. [His reply is stiff. It's hard to tell if it's because he's embarrassed or if he just finds it odd. Maybe a bit of both. He also doesn't make eye contact with the other.]