[Oh he could easily oblige the request, but no, not yet. Solas was getting a break from being the one giving out orders. There was that throaty chuckle again, mischievous and playful as he started to slip back into his more gentle motions. He nipped at the tender spots of Solas' neck, letting his lips brush across the skin so Solas could feel his breath. He caressed the other's scalp with one hand, while he worked along, taking his sweet time.
He settled himself so that he was laying on top of Solas rather than sitting. Whether he was taking advantage of their height difference on purpose or not, he had to move himself forward a little if he wanted to reach Solas' head how he wanted. This meant that he could no longer grind himself into Solas, but the soft silken fabric of his shirt did not do much to mask the feeling of his own forming arousal that was now pressing into Solas' bare stomach.]
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He settled himself so that he was laying on top of Solas rather than sitting. Whether he was taking advantage of their height difference on purpose or not, he had to move himself forward a little if he wanted to reach Solas' head how he wanted. This meant that he could no longer grind himself into Solas, but the soft silken fabric of his shirt did not do much to mask the feeling of his own forming arousal that was now pressing into Solas' bare stomach.]