towards_okeanos: (kiss)
All yours.

[Iskandar chuckles. He leans down but not to kiss Waver this time but to bite lightly his naked shoulder.]

What if I did?

[Then you wouldn't be wrong. But none dared. None were allowed to. Save for one. You're in a good company.

A hungry but content smile is the response to Waver's exploration of him. Iskandar does nothing, apart from voicing his appreciation for his lovers efforts by a low rumbling sound not far from a purr, allowing Waver to do whatever he whishes. The nipple under Waver's fingers hardens. Iskandar leans down to whisper to his ear.]


I noticed you like to play with my nipples. And now I wonder what else is that you like?

[There's no need for hushed voices, he just wants Waver to feel the heat of his breath on his neck and ear.]
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