02-26-2017, 01:08 PM
A familiar, wicked grin spread across familiar, wicked lips as Zoryn turned to him. Something dark and sinister stirred in him, a stealthy, thick smog blending with the blackness already filling his hard chest. The devil that seemed to slide into place was pleased that Zoryn was so eager to see him, so glad to see him come to deliver his punishment. It would not be as pleasurable as he knew his friend would want, as he knew he craved. Not for touching Leliana. He threw the name from his mind before it could lull him.
The gold-painted man obeyed his command, defiant only in the lazy pace he walked. So goddamned slow. Dovev's ears flicked back in annoyance, baring his teeth briefly as he bit back the demand there in his cold stare. Faster! Zor's head ducked like a child's, but still those purple-flecked eyes held his. Still he came as he was called. Slowly, so damned slowly.
Dov held still as he came nose-to-nose with him, watching the larger man breathe in his scent, the smell of his blood dilating Zor's eyes in anticipated pleasure. His own heartbeat kicked a little faster, drinking in the power of knowing he put that desire in Zoryn's brown and hungry gaze. That it was him that he truly craved, just as he had when they were teenagers, as he'd learned who it was that could truly sate his cravings. Dovev intended on reminding him of this.
Those pale lips parted against a bone-thin neck as Zor stepped closer, as his tongue pressed against split skin and tasted him. He couldn't know how sensitive his skin was since the armor had appeared, it hadn't been there before, couldn't know that he felt every barest touch like the sear of a hot iron. His eyes closed to guard it from him, standing stiffly beneath his friend's careful attention.
Zoryn's teeth found their purchase, so very slowly pinched his tender flesh and tugged on every last nerve in his black, shuddering skin. He exhaled as those lips moved to his ear, whispering. What are you gonna do about it.
Dovev casually slid out of his touch, black eyes unreadable and dark as they opened. He gave a crooked smile, stepping up to Zoryn's shoulder and reaching out. But only his breath touched him, only the hot air from his lungs kissed the bastard that had wronged him. It was time to remind him, and his voice was smooth and clear when he spoke low, forcing Zoryn to focus to hear him.
You touched her. There was no malice, no reproach in his tone. Flat and even. A distasteful fact. The heat of his breath passed over a golden spine as he slowly trailed down his side, the bone of his shoulder barely tickling Zoryn's skin. I know I told you before, he continued in dark warning, whiskers brushing faintly down a thick flank of muscle and back up again.
I am the only one that can sate you. It is me that you will always crave. I'm the only one that can give you what you need, Zoryn.
Only me.
Their eyes locked as he paused, so tantalizingly close to a thick black tail. So often, they hadn't needed words. So he let the burn in his stare say it for him. You'll never get what you want from anyone else. So never try again. His lip pulled back to show his teeth, so very lightly dragging a few inches across his tanned skin before retracting again. Just a tease, just a taste. Zoryn wouldn't get what he wanted until he truly understood.
The gold-painted man obeyed his command, defiant only in the lazy pace he walked. So goddamned slow. Dovev's ears flicked back in annoyance, baring his teeth briefly as he bit back the demand there in his cold stare. Faster! Zor's head ducked like a child's, but still those purple-flecked eyes held his. Still he came as he was called. Slowly, so damned slowly.
Dov held still as he came nose-to-nose with him, watching the larger man breathe in his scent, the smell of his blood dilating Zor's eyes in anticipated pleasure. His own heartbeat kicked a little faster, drinking in the power of knowing he put that desire in Zoryn's brown and hungry gaze. That it was him that he truly craved, just as he had when they were teenagers, as he'd learned who it was that could truly sate his cravings. Dovev intended on reminding him of this.
Those pale lips parted against a bone-thin neck as Zor stepped closer, as his tongue pressed against split skin and tasted him. He couldn't know how sensitive his skin was since the armor had appeared, it hadn't been there before, couldn't know that he felt every barest touch like the sear of a hot iron. His eyes closed to guard it from him, standing stiffly beneath his friend's careful attention.
Zoryn's teeth found their purchase, so very slowly pinched his tender flesh and tugged on every last nerve in his black, shuddering skin. He exhaled as those lips moved to his ear, whispering. What are you gonna do about it.
Dovev casually slid out of his touch, black eyes unreadable and dark as they opened. He gave a crooked smile, stepping up to Zoryn's shoulder and reaching out. But only his breath touched him, only the hot air from his lungs kissed the bastard that had wronged him. It was time to remind him, and his voice was smooth and clear when he spoke low, forcing Zoryn to focus to hear him.
You touched her. There was no malice, no reproach in his tone. Flat and even. A distasteful fact. The heat of his breath passed over a golden spine as he slowly trailed down his side, the bone of his shoulder barely tickling Zoryn's skin. I know I told you before, he continued in dark warning, whiskers brushing faintly down a thick flank of muscle and back up again.
I am the only one that can sate you. It is me that you will always crave. I'm the only one that can give you what you need, Zoryn.
Only me.
Their eyes locked as he paused, so tantalizingly close to a thick black tail. So often, they hadn't needed words. So he let the burn in his stare say it for him. You'll never get what you want from anyone else. So never try again. His lip pulled back to show his teeth, so very lightly dragging a few inches across his tanned skin before retracting again. Just a tease, just a taste. Zoryn wouldn't get what he wanted until he truly understood.
