[ The laugh is met with confusion then a brief scowl of frustration when Solas realizes what Lad's doing. It melts away beneath the careful movements. He takes a deep breath and lets himself be soothed by Lad's hand in his hair and on his scalp. Not being in complete control was foreign, but not unwelcome even as he struggled to adjust.
The shifting of Lad's body causes him to frown, suddenly feeling a lack of friction where he wanted it most. His arm moves to rest around Lad's waist as the other travels up to rest on the man's chest. ]
How will you have me tonight? [ The question is punctuated with a careful adjusting of his own body, brushing his abdomen against Lad's hips. ]
no subject
The shifting of Lad's body causes him to frown, suddenly feeling a lack of friction where he wanted it most. His arm moves to rest around Lad's waist as the other travels up to rest on the man's chest. ]
How will you have me tonight? [ The question is punctuated with a careful adjusting of his own body, brushing his abdomen against Lad's hips. ]