A soft chuckle was drawn from Keelan's lips at the name calling, his mirth bright enough to light his eyes. This, he could absolutely get used to and hoped that they'd have the chance for it. The easy teasing and flirting, lighthearted banter. It was this that Keelan had always missed from his life, and he was sure that he wasn't the only one. This made him feel light, like there were no problems beyond the brothel. Probably a mistake on his part, but surely for at least one night they could have fun and be free.
But it's being drawn on with gravy that has his lips turning down, eyebrows drawn together. They just bathed...
Had he not looked down to see exactly what was spelled on his chest, nor heard the teasing, he may have been annoyed. After years of sex with strangers, the one thing Keelan had quickly become was being meticulous about cleanliness. It wasn't even from habit, he just stopped having the ability to tolerate dirt of any kind on his body for extended periods of time. But Fae's name and the tongue dragging across his chest seemed to make everything okay for the moment.
Keelan reached up to thread his fingers through pink hair, nails gently scratching his scalp. "Yet all you seem to be doing is toying with your food, rather than devouring it."
He gently grabbed Fae's hand, bringing it closer to his own mouth. As lips parted, his tongue darted out to clean any leftover gravy from his finger. Though he wasn't just satisfied with that, drawing Fae's finger into his mouth to gently suck any remainder gravy. This was definitely not playing fair and he knew it, but also didn't care.
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But it's being drawn on with gravy that has his lips turning down, eyebrows drawn together. They just bathed...
Had he not looked down to see exactly what was spelled on his chest, nor heard the teasing, he may have been annoyed. After years of sex with strangers, the one thing Keelan had quickly become was being meticulous about cleanliness. It wasn't even from habit, he just stopped having the ability to tolerate dirt of any kind on his body for extended periods of time. But Fae's name and the tongue dragging across his chest seemed to make everything okay for the moment.
Keelan reached up to thread his fingers through pink hair, nails gently scratching his scalp. "Yet all you seem to be doing is toying with your food, rather than devouring it."
He gently grabbed Fae's hand, bringing it closer to his own mouth. As lips parted, his tongue darted out to clean any leftover gravy from his finger. Though he wasn't just satisfied with that, drawing Fae's finger into his mouth to gently suck any remainder gravy. This was definitely not playing fair and he knew it, but also didn't care.