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Charles Xavier ([personal profile] templeistelepathybutton) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2017-06-11 12:27 pm (UTC)

[Don't worry! I know you'll always come back. <3 I've been following the best I can with the whole mess going on over there and it just seems like total insanity. (As if, as an American, I don't know what the whole total insanity of the government feels like. @_@) I hope, personal wise, things are going a little better at least? I am also pining for Japan! XD The onsen we went to was AMAZING. 100% recommend it. It was just gorgeous, as you'll see... TADA! A photo album of my trip! If you click 'info' on the first pic, you can follow along with my comments and stories! Just took a while to clean everything up and get all that writing done. ^^;]

That reaction! Charles' eyes went wide with it, surprised at how strong it was from such a little gesture. He was intensely curious as to the reason why, when it was so obvious that it rode that pain-pleasure line, Aurus had suggested it so early on, but Charles was far from complaining. It was intoxicating to be able to get such a reaction from the sylvari, his mind cataloging the action in the back of his mind for... later use.

His head tilted back as Aurus' mouth pressed to his throat, all too willing to expose somewhere so vulnerable to Aurus' desire, offering himself up. With every passing moment, each touch from Aurus' fingers, each breath of his lips, the restrictions he had placed on himself were falling away like leaves, crushing beneath their feet. Outside of here, when the physical restrictions returned, it might change drastically - for better or worse.

"Aurus," Charles breathed, his tone encouragement, letting his hands fall to hips that had no hipbones beneath them, pulling their bodies close to allow their groins to touch. "Don't- don't you dare hold back on me, not now." No, he wanted Aurus to make him feel all of this, now that it was real and it was happening. Here... it didn't feel like he would break.

He wanted to remember this for the rest of his life.

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