[ Lad might be the only one living that would call Solas gentle.
He keeps his touch on Lad gentle, letting his finger tips run along the other man's ear. Lad's hand is on him far too briefly, he feels the loss immediately and rolls his hips forward with a light groan. At least, until it's clear what Lad had planned next. A brief look of confusion crosses Solas' expression and his hand curls gently into Lad's hair. With what Lad was choosing to coat, Solas could take a guess at what might be hidden away in his basket and he finds the thought exciting.
As Lad works his fingers further into him, he keeps his legs spread and out of the way. His eyes close and it's when Lad finds his mark that he grips the man's hair tighter than he wanted and moans, pleasure spiking through him. When was the last time he had ever felt this good? ]
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He keeps his touch on Lad gentle, letting his finger tips run along the other man's ear. Lad's hand is on him far too briefly, he feels the loss immediately and rolls his hips forward with a light groan. At least, until it's clear what Lad had planned next. A brief look of confusion crosses Solas' expression and his hand curls gently into Lad's hair. With what Lad was choosing to coat, Solas could take a guess at what might be hidden away in his basket and he finds the thought exciting.
As Lad works his fingers further into him, he keeps his legs spread and out of the way. His eyes close and it's when Lad finds his mark that he grips the man's hair tighter than he wanted and moans, pleasure spiking through him. When was the last time he had ever felt this good? ]