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What would the second step be, if it became necessary?

[ Being so relaxed means that his sour mood has dissolved and been replaced with the calm comfort that always seems to arise in Felih's presence. In such a state of mind, curiosity he typically ignores is allowed to surface, prompting the questions. ]

All I know of dyeing is that which is done upon armor.

It would be to attempt dying it back to its natural color, if removing the pink isn't enough to restore it to its usual state. It's tricky, considering your mane was already quite a pallid color, but there are ways to try and cover any lingering pink.

Hopefully it won't come to that, though.

And don't fret, the dye used on hair is much gentler than that used for armor or clothing.

Mm.

So long as it is no longer so noticeable, I will be satisfied.

[ At the moment, it is a little too pink for him. ]

Do any of these techniques have the same effectiveness on body hair?

[ Felih pauses and blinks for a moment, before humming. ]

I don't see why not. The hair all over your body is made of the same material, so it ought to be fine... though, pink is such a pale color that I wonder if it even shows up. Let me see your arms?

[ He dutifully holds up his arm, but-- ]

It is not the hair on my arms that I am concerned about.

[ Because indeed, the hair there is so fine as to be invisible. ]

[ It takes Felih a few moments to understand, but then he feels his cheeks go hot. ]

Ah. I see... well, it should work, though I admit I know not how it might feel against the skin of such a sensitive area. I could always attempt...?

Though I feel that in that case, shaving might just be the quickest solution, especially with how quickly that hair grows back.

[ To be entirely honest...he suspected it would come to that. Attempting to use chemicals on his nethers seems so incredibly ill-advised. And so--

Estinien sighs. ]

Do you have any experience in shaving such an area?

I have never done it myself.

[ Twelve, somehow this is more embarrassing than Felih ever thought it would be. Doing it for clients is one thing- waxing and shaving and hairdressing are all a part of his expertise, but he's not usually working on his lovers. ]

Ah... well, I can do that for you, if you'd like. It's much less painful than waxing, and since it's only a temporary measure to remove the color, it'll be fine.

[ Estinien knows full well he could likely do it himself...poorly. He is self-aware enough to understand where his skills do and do not lie.

Felih receives a nod. ]

If you could.

I would rather see this all done today.

[ Felih hums a little, and nods in return, before getting up briefly to gather the requisite tools and supplies. ]

Of course, darling, I'll tend to it. In this case, it'll be easier once I finish with your mane- so let me just rinse your hair clean and see how the color looks. Just lean back with the chair...

[ He gently guides Estinien to lie back, so he can rest his hair in a basin of water, and Felih can get to work rinsing it out. Removing the towel, setting it aside, and then using a bit more aether as he massages at the scalp and works the product out of the locks. A small purr kicks up in his chest as he goes. ]

Ah, good news! It seems that your natural color's returning well. Thank the gods it was merely a light pink. Were it any deeper hue, I fear it would have been much more difficult to remove...

[ He does not even try to suppress his sigh of relief. ]

That is good to hear.

[ It means he has regain some small semblance of his dignity. It is not as though he believes pink is a bad color...he just does not wish it upon his own head, thank you.

He relaxes, tilting his head back into Felih's hands. If Elezen could purr...

He likely would be in this moment. ]

[ Felih keeps working for a minute or two longer, making sure Estinien's hair is rinsed thoroughly clean, before helping him sit back up and using conjury to wick the water off of his hair. ]

There! Take a look, darling. Looks like your mane's back to normal!

[ Felih leans over then and kisses his cheek, purring and nuzzling along at his jaw. ]

Shall we move to the washroom for shaving, then?

[ What can he do when Felih comes that close, except raise a hand and ruffle it through Felih's own thick, beautiful hair? It is almost like petting a cat and certainly like petting a lover.

He nods after a moment of indulgence. ]

Lead the way.

[ He thinks he remembers where it was...even if his last visit had been occupied with mainly the bedroom. ]

[ Ooh, that makes Felih melt and purr, leaning into his lover's touch happily before tugging his mate up and leading him away to the bathroom. It's just as lovely as the rest of the apartment, and luxurious to match- Felih clearly has a taste for more indulgent things. ]

Here we are~ Just undress and sit in the shower there- on the bench, and spread your legs. It'll be easier if I can reach everything without you needing to move too much.

[ He's brought the shaving supplies with him, and he himself sheds his clothes and turns on the shower, hot and steaming, though he uses the attachment to make it easier to actually direct the water. ]

Come on in~! It'll be quick.

.....

[ There is no way that Estinien's attention would not be caught by Felih's naked body. He is a beautiful man; he has always been a beautiful man. Rather than immediately follow, his gaze moves over the fine curve of Felih's back, over the lovely plumpness of his arse, and along the fluff of his always-impressive tail.

He has to take a deep breath.

Only then does he follow, lifting his shirt up and over his head, then dropping his belt, trousers, and smalls. He steps over the lip of the tub and into the shower, dropping onto the bench. There is a great deal of long leg to spread, and glancing down shows him that his cock a bit pinker than usual, and not just because of the pink pubic hair. ]

Edited 2020-07-01 00:59 (UTC)

[ Felih is absolutely aware of Estinien's gaze on his back, and it makes him preen. He fluffs himself up a little, looking coyly over his shoulder at his lover, and waits for him to follow into the shower. The steam and the hot water ought to help the man relax, or so Felih hopes, and the moment Estinien settles down and spreads his legs, Felih gets to work getting the lather ready.

He can see the way Estinien's cock is already going pink, but he refrains from teasing him about it just yet- instead, he works crafty fingers around the base of his cock, around his balls, massaging the shave lather into the hair and humming softly. ]

Just try to keep as still as you can. It shouldn't take too long, so don't worry.

[ That is...simple enough. He can sit still.

...

Sort of.

Felih's hands are very hot to him, very hot and very soft, and even though this is frankly supposed to be for purposes other than sexual, he feels a flicker of delight start up in his groin. With it comes a bright, darting helping of Chroma, sparking wherever Felih's fingertips leave cream behind. He finds his eyelids fluttering, then closing, and in an effort to stay still, he bites one corner of his lip.

He does not need to be shivering; he certainly does not need to be jerking his hip. Shaving involves a razor, so close to tender bits, and so he...tries...to stay still.

The effort makes his cheeks darken. ]

[ Somehow, Felih has managed to make his purr sound smug. He's very thrilled with the way his touch affects his mate, and he keeps massaging the lather in perhaps a second or two more than is necessary- mostly because he can feel the little jolts of chroma. This is terribly intimate, after all, so it's no wonder the bracelet on his wrist is glowing as he works. ]

Nice and easy. Just keep still.

[ It's always so fun watching Estinien go red. The man is so pale that his blushing is so obvious and apparent, and so very delightful to witness. But he does have a job to do- so he gets to work, very carefully shaving the area down in light, feathery strokes of the blade.

Not a single cut or nick, and soon enough, Felih has washed off the blade and folded it back up and put it away, now using his hands to rinse the area clean of lather and stray hairs.

And, perhaps, having a bit too much fun massaging at those plush balls of his. ]

[ Felih.

Felih.

Felih. He knows what you are doing. Yes, he is firstly doing a wonderful job in dealing with the unfortunate pink curls, for which Estinien is very grateful. He certainly would not have emerged from this without nicks and razor burns of some kind if he had attempted this himself. But as he works very hard to keep himself still - his fingers tightly curled on the bench, his shoulders twitching, his ears growing a darker and darker red - he is fully aware that Felih is teasing him.

So cheeky. So endlessly cheeky. And so annoying, because it works. By the time he is gently swiping away the last hairs, Estinien is twice as stiff as he had been before, his cock a gentle, obvious curve between his thighs. The outright smoothness somehow makes the sensation greater; he has not had bare balls since he was a lad. He can't help-- ]

Hn.

[ --the small noise. The little twitch. He can't help them at all. ]

[ Felih is still purring away. The red is spreading down Estinien's neck and shoulders, and the way he clings to the bench and twitches just encourages Felih even more. He does so like riling the dragoon up, and he leans in to let that textured tongue of his lap and swirl around the head of him for a few moments, before his mouth moves down, kissing down along the underside of his shaft before he's kissing and mouthing at his balls. ]

Already so worked up, and I feel like I've hardly done a thing~ It's so terribly cute, how flushed and hard you get with even a little teasing...

[ Such a liar. He's been teasing him from the start. That aside, he drags his tongue over the swell of his balls, his hand meanwhile stroking slowly up and down his cock. ]

You...have done--

M-mm! MM!

[ His head drops back slightly, coming to rest on the warmed wall of the shower. His lower lip curls into his mouth, his teeth coming down to press against it, the shivering quite stark and obvious in his shoulders. His blasted mouth...if he had not been fully hard before, he is now, almost immediately, the curve becoming an upright attention as his dick flushes with bright color. He seems to rise right along with the motion of Felih's tongue.

Until his thighs jump.

The incredible smoothness of his balls and the texture of Felih's tongue sends his thoughts scattering. He forgets to even scold Felih for his cheekiness. ]

[ Cute. Cute cute cute! Felih feels a thrill of delight going through him with every squirm and moan, with every twitch and spasm of Estinien's body. It's so fun making him lose his composure like this, and he just keeps mouthing and sucking over his balls, his hand slow and steady on his cock while his mouth is far more active and energetic in its ministrations. ]

You didn't let me play with you properly last time~ Now I want to see just how easily I can get you to cum just from this...

[ Not--

Cute--

And yet, the squirms continue, as do the soft and high noises against tightly pressed lips. He is trying to muffle his voice, if only because with the shower running, there is a chance it might work, but...there's no disgusing the eager twitches of his hips. He lifts up into Felih's hand, thrusting needfully into his grip and in turn, exposing his testicles all the more to the other man's soft, hot mouth. ]

Not...easily...

[ Estinien is a poor liar. Pre is already leaking from him; he'll be able to cum very easily. ]

Oh? You say that, but your cock is being far more honest than your mouth. Look how it's already throbbing so much in my hand~ And already leaking a mess...

[ He momentarily lifts his mouth from Estinien's balls just to lick and drag his tongue over the head of him, tasting the pre before he moves right back down to mouthing his balls. Plush and hot and warm- and now so very smooth, easy for him to tongue and kiss and gently squeeze and rub and suck between his lips. His purring is probably sending those rumbling vibrations right into him, to boot... all while his hand keeps up its slow, steady pumps along his cock. ]

So very cute~ You're so sensitive here...

I...am--

[ Oh, he feels it. He feels that quick tightness, the heated clenching in his groin, and this close, with his lips vibrating oh-so sweetly against against his balls, Felih will be able to feel it, too. He will feel how his testicles tighten, squeezing against the base of his cock, just before: ]

Not...nnah!

[ He draws his knees up, clutches tightly at the rim of the bench, and cums hard in Felih's grip. White stains his hand and a bit of his shoulder, but only for a moment. The shower spray is there to readily deal with any mess. Estinien slumps slightly afterward, panting, shivering from how frankly nice that felt, so nice.... ]

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