Uldren took the kiss, allowing it to be gentle for once. He was capable of a softer side, but it was so hard to remember sometimes, especially when he was so worked up. He had to be a monster in most of his life, and it was hard to remember he was more than that, that he had greater depths to himself. Mac was always so happy to be abused, he didn't need to try very hard to be nice, but the elf . . .
"I don't know how to ease into things Mac. I just march up and take whatever I want, you know that. And I can't talk to him . . ."
He sighed and buried his face against Mac's nape as the foreign language lilted between the two, listening to the translation Ghost provided. He longed to be able to speak with both of them at the same time, and to understand what they said in return, but he wasn't a Guardian. And he was still a monster . . .
The look Ilormael gave Mac was, to the say the least, skeptical. True, at that particular moment the men had shared a much more gentle kiss, one he was actually pretty jealous of, and the Prince hadn't yelled and growled but spoken softly, but still. What was to say that would continue? Mac he could trust to a limited extent, but the Prince? He shivered and clung closer to Mac as the man spoke and teased him, confusing him more than anything else. How could one man be so gentle and kind, while the other was so . . .
The elf gasped and shook with reaction as Mac's hand caressed him, making a sound suspiciously like a whine in response to the question he was asked. He might never have heard it put quite that way, but it was obvious what it meant. But how could he think when Mac was touching him that way? It was so damned unfair!
Ilormael tried to concentrate on what the man was saying, since it sounded important, but it was so hard to ignore that teasing hand and the warm mouth on his ear. He was so hard it hurt, but he couldn't seem to finish on his own. He needed someone else to touch him, he needed Mac!
"I . . . I can't . . . think! It hurts! Mac I . . . I . . ."
He wanted everything and he wanted nothing. He couldn't keep a thought long enough to understand what he really wanted! If only he could have a moment alone, to think! He didn't understand! It was all too much too fast!
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"I don't know how to ease into things Mac. I just march up and take whatever I want, you know that. And I can't talk to him . . ."
He sighed and buried his face against Mac's nape as the foreign language lilted between the two, listening to the translation Ghost provided. He longed to be able to speak with both of them at the same time, and to understand what they said in return, but he wasn't a Guardian. And he was still a monster . . .
The look Ilormael gave Mac was, to the say the least, skeptical. True, at that particular moment the men had shared a much more gentle kiss, one he was actually pretty jealous of, and the Prince hadn't yelled and growled but spoken softly, but still. What was to say that would continue? Mac he could trust to a limited extent, but the Prince? He shivered and clung closer to Mac as the man spoke and teased him, confusing him more than anything else. How could one man be so gentle and kind, while the other was so . . .
The elf gasped and shook with reaction as Mac's hand caressed him, making a sound suspiciously like a whine in response to the question he was asked. He might never have heard it put quite that way, but it was obvious what it meant. But how could he think when Mac was touching him that way? It was so damned unfair!
Ilormael tried to concentrate on what the man was saying, since it sounded important, but it was so hard to ignore that teasing hand and the warm mouth on his ear. He was so hard it hurt, but he couldn't seem to finish on his own. He needed someone else to touch him, he needed Mac!
"I . . . I can't . . . think! It hurts! Mac I . . . I . . ."
He wanted everything and he wanted nothing. He couldn't keep a thought long enough to understand what he really wanted! If only he could have a moment alone, to think! He didn't understand! It was all too much too fast!