"You wouldn't frighten him so much if you weren't always looking around with resting bitchface or growling and sneering," Mac chuckled, reaching back and cupping a hand against Uldren's cheek to draw him in for a gentler, kinder kiss than their usual.
"You're a scary guy, you know? Just ease him into it," the Guardian shrugged, reaching out the other direction and tugging Ilormael closer to whisper to the boy.
"He's upset that he frightened you," he whispered against the elf's ear before tracing the shell with his tongue, breath hot and damp. "He told me to get you off. You know what that means?" he asked, arching a purple brow and smirking faintly as one hand slid down the boy's chest and belly, tickling a gentle path.
"Is that what you want? You can have literally anything right now, however it would please you. He's holding back, you know. Keeping his distance so you don't get upset. He's actually quite marvelous when he isn't grumbling and complaining. He's the best Prince his people could ask for, believe it or not. He just happens to be my lover. Our lover, if you wished it. Tonight is for secret liaisons, Ilormael. You have a Prince's permission to do anything you can imagine. Are you really going to pass up a royal opportunity?" Mac rasped, tracing fingertips along the growing bulge of the elf's cock, shameless in the face of his lover's commands. Shy though Mac was by nature, he could go from zero to sixty at a mere hint of Uldren's desire. Well-trained, really.
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"You're a scary guy, you know? Just ease him into it," the Guardian shrugged, reaching out the other direction and tugging Ilormael closer to whisper to the boy.
"He's upset that he frightened you," he whispered against the elf's ear before tracing the shell with his tongue, breath hot and damp. "He told me to get you off. You know what that means?" he asked, arching a purple brow and smirking faintly as one hand slid down the boy's chest and belly, tickling a gentle path.
"Is that what you want? You can have literally anything right now, however it would please you. He's holding back, you know. Keeping his distance so you don't get upset. He's actually quite marvelous when he isn't grumbling and complaining. He's the best Prince his people could ask for, believe it or not. He just happens to be my lover. Our lover, if you wished it. Tonight is for secret liaisons, Ilormael. You have a Prince's permission to do anything you can imagine. Are you really going to pass up a royal opportunity?" Mac rasped, tracing fingertips along the growing bulge of the elf's cock, shameless in the face of his lover's commands. Shy though Mac was by nature, he could go from zero to sixty at a mere hint of Uldren's desire. Well-trained, really.