(( What a show indeed! Does Siwan know it's not wholly necessary? Of course not. He can imagine a little of it is for dramatic purpose but, damn is it working! Does Seb even know how hypnotizing he is? Siwan's eyes are fixed on him, on the way his lashes flutter, his parted lips as he moans and sighs, watching ever little change in his expression to turn it into his memory for later. His gaze drifts from Seb's face, over his shoulders, across the plane of his chest. Very little of his shyness lingers as his eyes drop lower.
Should it feel so much like Siwan's seeing something private that he shouldn't? He's seen this before (never in person, always in some video on a screen), but with Seb astride his legs... it all feels so different. Well, it's not surprise that Seb's absolutely erotic. As if he hasn't proved that from the moment they met. Maybe Siwan should be a little embarrassed by how easily Seb turns him on. He's not, though. He's not embarrassed at all. Seb's gorgeous. He's charismatic and he very clearly knows what he's doing.
Even with the obstructed view, watching Seb's hand move between his legs, hearing and seeing the effects of it on Seb is more than enough to get Siwan very hard very quickly. He's eager to feel where Seb's fingers are. No, eager really doesn't begin to describe it. Siwan's entire body aches with want and it's all he can do to watch.
And in the back of his mind he has a fleeting thought about old folk stories and he wonders if he isn't caught up by some incubus (haha, but those aren't real! And Seb is so very, very real).
Finally, Siwan dares to reach out, to brush his fingers in a feather light touch against Seb's arm, tracing the curve of muscle there. And when that simple touch does nothing to break the spell, Siwan breathes out in relief. Seb's definitely real. ))
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Should it feel so much like Siwan's seeing something private that he shouldn't? He's seen this before (never in person, always in some video on a screen), but with Seb astride his legs... it all feels so different. Well, it's not surprise that Seb's absolutely erotic. As if he hasn't proved that from the moment they met. Maybe Siwan should be a little embarrassed by how easily Seb turns him on. He's not, though. He's not embarrassed at all. Seb's gorgeous. He's charismatic and he very clearly knows what he's doing.
Even with the obstructed view, watching Seb's hand move between his legs, hearing and seeing the effects of it on Seb is more than enough to get Siwan very hard very quickly. He's eager to feel where Seb's fingers are. No, eager really doesn't begin to describe it. Siwan's entire body aches with want and it's all he can do to watch.
And in the back of his mind he has a fleeting thought about old folk stories and he wonders if he isn't caught up by some incubus (haha, but those aren't real! And Seb is so very, very real).
Finally, Siwan dares to reach out, to brush his fingers in a feather light touch against Seb's arm, tracing the curve of muscle there. And when that simple touch does nothing to break the spell, Siwan breathes out in relief. Seb's definitely real. ))
Please...
(( Please be ready. Siwan's so ready. ))