[ A tempting offer, and there's no doubt that Nyx would give him a good show - already, Cor's eyes are drawn to the expanse of skin, waiting to be worshipped by someone wholly willing, and even the lichtenburg scars are beautiful in their own way, when spread out on a gorgeous canvas, despite the pain they may have brought.
But fair is fair, in a game played by two, and it's Cor's turn to even the playing field.
The method to his unveiling is quick and precise, no dallying or teasing, and he drops off his own uniform in the same place Nyx's uniform now rests. No shyness, either, as he knows how good his body looks. As built solid as most soldiers are, but with perhaps far more scars than most soldiers could attest to having. From sharp slashes, to burns, to ballistic wounds — all of which have stories to tell on their own, some too deep to have been safe and some already fading into his skin over time. ]
I want to fuck you. [ He says, plain as day. ] Ideally, not on a chair.
[ He rests his hands back on Nyx's waist, and another kiss on those tempting lips. ]
There's a nice bed over behind you that would look better with you in it. [ Just saying ]
coordinating sexy times in nebulous settings
[ A tempting offer, and there's no doubt that Nyx would give him a good show - already, Cor's eyes are drawn to the expanse of skin, waiting to be worshipped by someone wholly willing, and even the lichtenburg scars are beautiful in their own way, when spread out on a gorgeous canvas, despite the pain they may have brought.
But fair is fair, in a game played by two, and it's Cor's turn to even the playing field.
The method to his unveiling is quick and precise, no dallying or teasing, and he drops off his own uniform in the same place Nyx's uniform now rests. No shyness, either, as he knows how good his body looks. As built solid as most soldiers are, but with perhaps far more scars than most soldiers could attest to having. From sharp slashes, to burns, to ballistic wounds — all of which have stories to tell on their own, some too deep to have been safe and some already fading into his skin over time. ]
I want to fuck you. [ He says, plain as day. ] Ideally, not on a chair.
[ He rests his hands back on Nyx's waist, and another kiss on those tempting lips. ]
There's a nice bed over behind you that would look better with you in it. [ Just saying ]