[For a room designed specifically with Sherwood in mind, it has a bit of a low ceiling. Charlie wonders if the older man anticipated doing more kneeling and laying in his bed than the display he's putting on now - then, the question. Why is he being so indulged?
Not that he'll question it out loud, Charlie enjoys the control.
His eyes trail over the horns jutting from Sherwood's head - he saw that shiver.]
Heh, then I think we'll have a good time... [The promise of being indulged, rather than the man's body, entice Charlie's words to take on an airier tone. He reaches forward, splaying fingertips over his partner's neck. They trail downwards over chest, curling away just before his navel.]
Leave your pants on and touch yourself. Get yourself worked up. [He delivers the orders firmly, confident and eager all at once.]
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Not that he'll question it out loud, Charlie enjoys the control.
His eyes trail over the horns jutting from Sherwood's head - he saw that shiver.]
Heh, then I think we'll have a good time... [The promise of being indulged, rather than the man's body, entice Charlie's words to take on an airier tone. He reaches forward, splaying fingertips over his partner's neck. They trail downwards over chest, curling away just before his navel.]
Leave your pants on and touch yourself. Get yourself worked up. [He delivers the orders firmly, confident and eager all at once.]