Teatster Sunday

[cuntryroads]

RATE THAT CHEST MEME

You know the "rate that ass" meme? Well, here's a meme that allows you to rate the opposite! This includes a man's chest, a woman's chest, even a treasure chest if you're really into that sort of thing. Just show it off and give a rating from 0 (the absolute worst!!) to 10 (HELL YEAH) and go from there. Simple as that! And make sure to have fun!

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[tangledweave]

[Gale's gaze flicks down, unbidden, at the implication that Halsin is... proportional... everywhere. The rosy tint of a slight blush colours his cheeks. He can feel the heat, and it makes him wish, against Tara's preference he's certain, that he had even more of a beard to hide behind.]

Oh, of course that is always forefront in my interests. However, there is much to be said for exploring the limits of one's own body. Physical exercise is just as important as working out the old grey matter.

[Looking back up, he meets Halsin's gaze and takes a hesitant step forwards, already craning his neck towards the druid. Words come more easily to him than actions] Just play in your head? Is that all you want? To imagine me?

[bearcoded]

[ It's impossible to miss the way the others' eyes drop down and Halsin shifts on the spot- seemingly making a point to do so in a way that has his brown leather pants tight in a way to show off that healthy and thick bulge he had between his legs. It seemed he was hung bigger than the average bear as well. That smirk dug into his cheek as he noticed that blush, even if he held back a comment on it for a moment and instead just gave a small nod of interest at those next words.]

Hm, I suppose I find it hard to argue with you there- the world requires a certain balance in all things. Even when it comes to the mental and the physical.

[ The Druid towered over Gale as he peered down at him, not taking a step back as the over moved closer. Thankfully, actions came naturally to the elf and his large hand moved up to cup the other's neck, his thumb moving to trail along Gale's lips teasingly. He let the moment hang between them as if he was just admiring Gale's beauty before he lowered his head to tease his lips against the wizards ear.] And if I said I want more than that? Hm? I want to fill every hole of yours with my cock till all you think of is me? Take you again, and again, and again till you're dripping..?

[tangledweave]

[Gale was already more than aware of just how imposing Halsin was. If he wasn't so warm and cheery most of the time, he would be intimidating. Or, more intimidating, most accurately, as the wizard certainly felt small and weak in the druid's shadow right now. But, Gods, every breath Gale could feel stolen from his lungs left aching desire to fill the vacuum. It was so dizzying.

Halsin pressed his thumb to Gale's lips, sending electricity sparking through his core, straight to his groin. Even his thumb was so much bigger than expected! Hells. A groan came out, unbidden, and Gale couldn't stop himself from parting his lips slightly as it was released, the tip of his tongue tentatively brushing against the pad of Halsin's thumb. He could pick up traces of earth and greenery and salt, just a tease of what he was sure the other's flesh would taste of if he pressed his mouth to it.]

Yes. Ahh... [Gale closed his eyes as hot breath caressed his ear, promises whispered to him, making him shudder. Making him stir. He reached out to press his hands to Halsin's waist, not pushing, but very much needing a solid surface to hold him up. His knees felt weak.] I want that. I want to feel full of you. Stretch me and stuff me full of your cock, Please.

[Gale dared to drop his palm lower, to grope over those leather pants and attempt to cup the bulge nestled there. It was already more than a handful.] Gods...