[Lad looked at Solas in genuine shock. The gesture was gentle and affectionate and completely foreign to him, but is made his heart flutter. Then there was the offer. Not a command, or an order, an offer. He was not supposed to though, he knew he wasn't supposed to. There were rules. Do not kiss their lips, you are not their lover. Do not call out there name, lest you start calling out the wrong name with your clients. And do not satisfy yourself with your client, you are a tool dedicated to their pleasure and only their pleasure.
Such rules could be broken if the client ordered for such things, but this was no order. He kept running it over in his head trying to make sense of it, but he couldn't. Perhaps Solas could offer him some sort of clarity?]
You... would like me to?
[Of course how was another matter, Solas was already spent, and while Lad had been... slow to dismount, there was not much left to ride. Of course his mind starts wandering off with little fantasies of being gently held and touched by the man before him, desires he usually just suppressed.]
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Such rules could be broken if the client ordered for such things, but this was no order. He kept running it over in his head trying to make sense of it, but he couldn't. Perhaps Solas could offer him some sort of clarity?]
You... would like me to?
[Of course how was another matter, Solas was already spent, and while Lad had been... slow to dismount, there was not much left to ride. Of course his mind starts wandering off with little fantasies of being gently held and touched by the man before him, desires he usually just suppressed.]