[ The backs of muscular arms, along his frustratingly normal-human-sized spine, the sensation of Rook's body slowly moving down him as needed... The gentle kiss to his neck and the the sensation of the hunter's palms pressing firmly against the base of his spine earn a shiver.
Yet when Rook settles on his thighs and he can finally tell just how little the hunter is wearing under his nightgown he has to remind himself to keep his eyes closed and his mind focused. No matter how nice the other's muscular thighs feel where they press on the outer sides of his own. Yet as the blond's hands practically squeeze his muscular cheek he can't resist the sound that escapes him.
Partially because it was just hands so confidently touching him (ones attached to someone he finds particularly attractive), but also by how completely different sensation is than he has ever experienced. ]
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Yet when Rook settles on his thighs and he can finally tell just how little the hunter is wearing under his nightgown he has to remind himself to keep his eyes closed and his mind focused. No matter how nice the other's muscular thighs feel where they press on the outer sides of his own. Yet as the blond's hands practically squeeze his muscular cheek he can't resist the sound that escapes him.
Partially because it was just hands so confidently touching him (ones attached to someone he finds particularly attractive), but also by how completely different sensation is than he has ever experienced. ]
Rook--