[ Dylas is attractive in his own way, Waver thinks. But again, his taste is kind of... strange? Nothing about Waver is really all that normal.
He notices the way Dylas' ears move and takes that to mean the other is paying very close attention. That's embarrassing, so he'll still try to keep himself from making too many noises or squirming too foolishly. It's hard when Dylas is teasing his nipple like that, he's sensitive there even in this bigger body. ]
Tch... do you have to...do that...
[ I mean of course Dylas does, but he's going to protest anyway. And the first time was definitely, definitely awkward. He's kind of determined to make this a little less so, but we'll see how that goes. He's actually kind of glad that Dylas is just as flustered and shy as he is. That makes him feel better about himself. ]
It is not the first thing I checked.
[ He'll be pretty insistent about that, whether it's the truth or not. He's not telling!
His body tenses up in anticipation as Dylas' hand slides lower and moves to his belt. He's mentally preparing himself for what's next, pretty much. But there's this weird pang of pleasure he feels in his stomach when Dylas gets down on his knees. It is... pretty hot. Why does he think that, what's wrong with him?
He swallows slowly and allows his pants to be pulled down, left in his underwear where a rather obvious tent is beginning to form. He doesn't bother feeling embarrassed about that. That's the point of this, right?
He shudders once he feels that rough exploring of fingers, sucking in his breath quickly. It feels good... so good... but does he really want to admit that? He'll let Dylas figure it out for himself as he sighs with pleasure. ]
shhh it's excellent
He notices the way Dylas' ears move and takes that to mean the other is paying very close attention. That's embarrassing, so he'll still try to keep himself from making too many noises or squirming too foolishly. It's hard when Dylas is teasing his nipple like that, he's sensitive there even in this bigger body. ]
Tch... do you have to...do that...
[ I mean of course Dylas does, but he's going to protest anyway. And the first time was definitely, definitely awkward. He's kind of determined to make this a little less so, but we'll see how that goes. He's actually kind of glad that Dylas is just as flustered and shy as he is. That makes him feel better about himself. ]
It is not the first thing I checked.
[ He'll be pretty insistent about that, whether it's the truth or not. He's not telling!
His body tenses up in anticipation as Dylas' hand slides lower and moves to his belt. He's mentally preparing himself for what's next, pretty much. But there's this weird pang of pleasure he feels in his stomach when Dylas gets down on his knees. It is... pretty hot. Why does he think that, what's wrong with him?
He swallows slowly and allows his pants to be pulled down, left in his underwear where a rather obvious tent is beginning to form. He doesn't bother feeling embarrassed about that. That's the point of this, right?
He shudders once he feels that rough exploring of fingers, sucking in his breath quickly. It feels good... so good... but does he really want to admit that? He'll let Dylas figure it out for himself as he sighs with pleasure. ]