[ The weather is still as biting as ever, but Aether's tone is low and heated in a way that will keep them both warm. All tales of Eberhart and Luther and Priscilla are forgotten for now.
He tips his head to the side, allowing Wriothesley to nuzzle and sniff and kiss as much as he'd like. The one downside to being holed up in this cave is that Aether smells more like the cold than he normally would — his usual scent of sweet grasses and flowers is faint on his skin, replaced by ozone and snow — but it's there, if Wriothesley tries for it. ]
But I think I want Dragonspine sex more than another story.
[ Aether huffs out a soft laugh, holding still so that Wriothesley can give him still more aggressive kisses. He's so like an eager puppy sometimes. Well, they don't actually have to have sex — Aether is well aware that not all men can maintain their arousal in this sort of cold — but what else are they going to do but kiss and snuggle as the snow pours down outside?
He leans in and catches Wriothesley's soft lips, holding his warmth in place, indulging. ]
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[ The weather is still as biting as ever, but Aether's tone is low and heated in a way that will keep them both warm. All tales of Eberhart and Luther and Priscilla are forgotten for now.
He tips his head to the side, allowing Wriothesley to nuzzle and sniff and kiss as much as he'd like. The one downside to being holed up in this cave is that Aether smells more like the cold than he normally would — his usual scent of sweet grasses and flowers is faint on his skin, replaced by ozone and snow — but it's there, if Wriothesley tries for it. ]
But I think I want Dragonspine sex more than another story.
[ Aether huffs out a soft laugh, holding still so that Wriothesley can give him still more aggressive kisses. He's so like an eager puppy sometimes. Well, they don't actually have to have sex — Aether is well aware that not all men can maintain their arousal in this sort of cold — but what else are they going to do but kiss and snuggle as the snow pours down outside?
He leans in and catches Wriothesley's soft lips, holding his warmth in place, indulging. ]