Re: Come on and Feel Alive, Lover [Khyan]
Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2022 4:14 am
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Æros was a fan, in general, of size differences between partners which, for him, naturally meant that he often ended up with partners shorter than him, sometimes by a lot. It was not every day where one would come across an individual that could boast about being more than half a foot taller than him unless one really wanted to go wandering towards Ecith and start hitting on the Orkhan…and…he really didn’t want to do that, to be frank. A lot of them crossed the line into being far too big, anyways. Sure, he could also change his size to a degree but...he found himself rather fond of being the height he was, give or take. Not that it really mattered— in this moment, he was happy with the man he had in his lap. There was comfort to be found in his weight and his warmth as he settled back in against the Fæ’s body.
Something similar to a grimace drew itself on Æros’ features, although he stifled laughter; his expression overall looked like a mix of amusement and embarrassment. “I, too, had a phase where I would take pretty much anything handed to me.” Except it never ended. There it is, that’s the joke; his tolerance has also always been almost painfully high.
With eyes drifting over Khy’s lithe figure, “I can imagine…you’re feather light, too. Those with less mass always seem to be hit the hardest…” voice smooth, a bit taunting, but at the same time affectionate. He liked how light he was.
“Mhm, I’ve been told some people do enjoy just taking the time to sip from a drink as minutes turn into hours. Can’t say I entirely relate, but I can’t knock you for it. Plus…finer things ought to be enjoyed, no?”
In truth, it was far healthier in the long run to pace yourself, and so Khy’s choice of consumption was the better of the two, but, well, not like that was something easy to change at this point.
When Æros felt his lover’s head rest against him, he turned his face and pressed a kiss against the top of his head, lingering there for just a few moments.
To Khy’s question, the half-elf breathed out and picked up his head, a thoughtful expression on his face. “I think that would depend on what you already know? I imagine you’ve some prior training at least, hm? If you’ve very little I’d probably just start with things more simplistic; movement, footing, flexibility and all that.”
Something similar to a grimace drew itself on Æros’ features, although he stifled laughter; his expression overall looked like a mix of amusement and embarrassment. “I, too, had a phase where I would take pretty much anything handed to me.” Except it never ended. There it is, that’s the joke; his tolerance has also always been almost painfully high.
With eyes drifting over Khy’s lithe figure, “I can imagine…you’re feather light, too. Those with less mass always seem to be hit the hardest…” voice smooth, a bit taunting, but at the same time affectionate. He liked how light he was.
“Mhm, I’ve been told some people do enjoy just taking the time to sip from a drink as minutes turn into hours. Can’t say I entirely relate, but I can’t knock you for it. Plus…finer things ought to be enjoyed, no?”
In truth, it was far healthier in the long run to pace yourself, and so Khy’s choice of consumption was the better of the two, but, well, not like that was something easy to change at this point.
When Æros felt his lover’s head rest against him, he turned his face and pressed a kiss against the top of his head, lingering there for just a few moments.
To Khy’s question, the half-elf breathed out and picked up his head, a thoughtful expression on his face. “I think that would depend on what you already know? I imagine you’ve some prior training at least, hm? If you’ve very little I’d probably just start with things more simplistic; movement, footing, flexibility and all that.”
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