[ Pretty. It’s the second time someone’s called him that in this city. It always hits him strange, but this time he just accepts it. Breathes with it, his hand on the back of Felix’s neck. This is happening. The calm feeling settles through the whole of him. Somehow, it doesn’t hit against the edges. He thinks it will later. Most things do.
Ephemera tips his head back, going where Felix guides him. Lets himself be directed, shivering a little as Felix works his hand. Works them both. There’s enough pressure and slick to make it interesting and he just -
Goes with it. This is happening, inevitable as gravity during a drop. Ephemera parts his mouth and watches Felix, rocking against him.
He could come like this. He will. ]
Fuck.
[ It comes out soft. His gaze never leaves Felix. ]
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Ephemera tips his head back, going where Felix guides him. Lets himself be directed, shivering a little as Felix works his hand. Works them both. There’s enough pressure and slick to make it interesting and he just -
Goes with it. This is happening, inevitable as gravity during a drop. Ephemera parts his mouth and watches Felix, rocking against him.
He could come like this. He will. ]
Fuck.
[ It comes out soft. His gaze never leaves Felix. ]