[ vax sends two photos. they’re nearly identical photos of himself, entirely nude in his bedroom mirror. in the first, the feathers of the deathwalker’s ward cover his shoulders. in the second, he’s bare. both show off his best assets, his expression confident. ]
[ vax'ildan obliges, and moves to sit on his knees with his back to the mirror. he holds his hair aloft as he did in the prior image, but with the camera over his shoulder, essek now has a perfect view of vax's round ass, pressed out further still by the way he sits on his feet. ]
how's this? would you prefer something a little more obscene?
[ vax sends a photo of the same angle, but this time his hands reach back to his ass, two fingers pressed in to the knuckle. his face is blocked by his device, but it's presumed his cheeks are flushed and soft. ]
There's a knock at Vax's door just a few moments later. On the other side of it is Essek, gently floating an inch or two off the floor, dressed only in the black silk robe, tied very loosely at the waist.
"Luckily for you, Vax'ildan, we don't have to pretend."
vax’ildan answers the door with a sheet wrapped loosely around his shoulders, smirking in anticipation of what he’ll find. even if it wasn’t essek, there aren’t many people in the houses that he wouldn’t have wanted to answer the door for dressed like this. or not dressed, if the way that he drops the sheet around his elbows is any indication. his chest exposes and his cock is barely visible through the folds of the sheet, and he makes no movements to hide it.
Essek reaches out, presses his palm flat to the smooth, open skin of Vax's chest and pushes forward into the room. A casual flick of fingers over his shoulder shuts the door, violet eyes never leaving that terribly handsome face. With his ability to float restored not so long ago, he's grown accustomed to using it again...but once he's nudged Vax a few paces into the room, Essek settles back to the ground. Back to the few inches difference between them, how he's already grown so used to fitting in against the lithe half-elf.
Warmth trails in the wake of his palm, magic tingling along skin as it slides upwards to loop around Vax's strong shoulders, pulling him in for a kiss.
vax'ildan hums at the feeling of those fingers, of that magic leaving a tingling sensation on his skin. essek, of course, has a way with his hands, and it's something that continues to draw vax'ildan in every time he shows it off. essek is beautiful in so many ways, and now that he's told essek his truth, given him his honesty, there's nothing to stop him from touching essek right back. deft, blade-scarred fingers trace the line of muscle around essek's pecs, over his chest until they slip underneath the thin robe.
about then is when he gets a kiss in return, so vax pushes hands over his shoulders until they reach behind his back to pull him closer. the kiss is hungry and perfect, laced with something new for vax: trust. his love is on his sleeve, now, and it feels different to kiss him with that knowledge.
still. they're both very nude.
"i want to take you to bed," he whispers against his lips, but that isn't new. "i want to fuck you, if you'll have me."
There's a low chuckle that rumbles warmly from the middle of his chest. Heat turns into little prickles of not-quite electricity, fingertips sliding over already so familiar skin. Even if they've reconciled, the ache of missing him still hasn't quite entirely evaporated.
"I thought I was here to fuck you," Essek muses with a gentle grazing of teeth along Vax's jaw. The robe has already come loose, falling open and sliding off narrow shoulders to catch elegantly at his elbows. "But yes - I'll have you."
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[ vax sends two photos. they’re nearly identical photos of himself, entirely nude in his bedroom mirror. in the first, the feathers of the deathwalker’s ward cover his shoulders. in the second, he’s bare. both show off his best assets, his expression confident. ]
with or without the cloak
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I suppose that depends on what your goal is. You are exquisite regardless.
Though I would be happy to come assist you in person.
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wanna work you up first
[ the next photo has him holding his hair back, off of his shoulders. still nude! ]
what about this one?
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[...]
Beautiful.
Turn around.
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[ vax'ildan obliges, and moves to sit on his knees with his back to the mirror. he holds his hair aloft as he did in the prior image, but with the camera over his shoulder, essek now has a perfect view of vax's round ass, pressed out further still by the way he sits on his feet. ]
how's this? would you prefer something a little more obscene?
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No.
I like admiring all of you like this. As a perfect, beautiful work of art.
Not obscene. Suggestive.
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now would you like company, or are you going to send more?
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i think you're the one in charge here
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[ vax sends a photo of the same angle, but this time his hands reach back to his ass, two fingers pressed in to the knuckle. his face is blocked by his device, but it's presumed his cheeks are flushed and soft. ]
i don't have any toys, so pretend it's your cock.
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"Luckily for you, Vax'ildan, we don't have to pretend."
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“i was hoping you would say that, essek thelyss.”
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Warmth trails in the wake of his palm, magic tingling along skin as it slides upwards to loop around Vax's strong shoulders, pulling him in for a kiss.
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about then is when he gets a kiss in return, so vax pushes hands over his shoulders until they reach behind his back to pull him closer. the kiss is hungry and perfect, laced with something new for vax: trust. his love is on his sleeve, now, and it feels different to kiss him with that knowledge.
still. they're both very nude.
"i want to take you to bed," he whispers against his lips, but that isn't new. "i want to fuck you, if you'll have me."
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"I thought I was here to fuck you," Essek muses with a gentle grazing of teeth along Vax's jaw. The robe has already come loose, falling open and sliding off narrow shoulders to catch elegantly at his elbows. "But yes - I'll have you."