[As much as Gawain likes flirting and playing the game, getting down to business like this is pleasant enough too. Even a relief and he meets the kiss with vigor and enthusiasm, taking a moment to taste him, to remember the smell of him.
He let's his hand drift down from the horn across Isakandar's face noting that tickle of facial and then down his neck, to those powerful, amazing shoulders, enjoying the musculature there.]
I can only hope to aspire to the same slump wise!
He let's his hand drift down from the horn across Isakandar's face noting that tickle of facial and then down his neck, to those powerful, amazing shoulders, enjoying the musculature there.]