[There's an absolute thrill in how Eben feels against his body right now, in the way that the other is pressing him down against the mattress of the bed as they move together. Each movement is enough to draw soft gasps and groans from the miqo'te, each one having S'rahz just about writhing to get closer as he digs nails in to scratch lightly at Eben's back.
At the words from Eben a single yellow ear flicks upright before flattening back against S'rahz's skull. He happily tilts his head back to give the other full access to his neck, relishing in the feel of stubble against pale, sensitive skin for a good few moments. It isn't too difficult to sense the indirection from Eben, and S'rahz knows he's going to have to give a few good pointers if they're going to get anywhere. As hot and sinful as frotting is, the blond is wholly intent on getting laid that night and so he reaches out to the side with one hand, blindly searching for a drawer stand and just about pulling the entire drawer out in his haste. S'rahz rummages around, pausing only at another rock of the hips as he groans again, fingers seizing around what he hopes is a bottle of lube and pressing the item against Eben's side.]
Eben. Lube. [Just getting those two words out is difficult, the blond panting between gasps.]
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At the words from Eben a single yellow ear flicks upright before flattening back against S'rahz's skull. He happily tilts his head back to give the other full access to his neck, relishing in the feel of stubble against pale, sensitive skin for a good few moments. It isn't too difficult to sense the indirection from Eben, and S'rahz knows he's going to have to give a few good pointers if they're going to get anywhere. As hot and sinful as frotting is, the blond is wholly intent on getting laid that night and so he reaches out to the side with one hand, blindly searching for a drawer stand and just about pulling the entire drawer out in his haste. S'rahz rummages around, pausing only at another rock of the hips as he groans again, fingers seizing around what he hopes is a bottle of lube and pressing the item against Eben's side.]
Eben. Lube. [Just getting those two words out is difficult, the blond panting between gasps.]