Thank you. [ proper deference is important and so is showing gratitude for being granted the honor of touching him. he feels elated, his core feeling as though it's soaring where it resides in his chest, heat blooming in his blood as it pumps through his system; he wonders how much of his elevated pulse is avatar's insidious influence and how much of it is the result of his own arousal.
the skin around his eyes crinkles as he grins, his hands settling against lucilius's waist. the metal of his armor is cold against his fingertips as he trails them upwards, skimming across the edges of the metal and over the expanse of bare skin. he's not cold the way a corpse tends to be, but his body temperature does seem a little lower than it used to be. another side effect of being brought back, belial assumes as he brushes his fingers upwards over his abdominal muscles. but it's soft and feels just right and he wants nothing more than to tear the armor off and explore every inch of him with his hands. ]
I've missed this, too. [ he murmurs as he trails the pads of his fingers over lucilius's pectoral to his collarbone. he fixes his gaze on lucilius's lips, the urge to catch them in a fierce kiss cutting through his thoughts. he stands up on his toes and leans in to do so, but stops at the last second; he hasn't been given permission to go that far yet. ]
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the skin around his eyes crinkles as he grins, his hands settling against lucilius's waist. the metal of his armor is cold against his fingertips as he trails them upwards, skimming across the edges of the metal and over the expanse of bare skin. he's not cold the way a corpse tends to be, but his body temperature does seem a little lower than it used to be. another side effect of being brought back, belial assumes as he brushes his fingers upwards over his abdominal muscles. but it's soft and feels just right and he wants nothing more than to tear the armor off and explore every inch of him with his hands. ]
I've missed this, too. [ he murmurs as he trails the pads of his fingers over lucilius's pectoral to his collarbone. he fixes his gaze on lucilius's lips, the urge to catch them in a fierce kiss cutting through his thoughts. he stands up on his toes and leans in to do so, but stops at the last second; he hasn't been given permission to go that far yet. ]