[ At the approval, he seeks out Lad's lips with his to kiss him once more, nipping hard at his bottom lip. Would Lad even like that? Trial and error--relationships always ended up like that, but this one would be a truer test of it.
His hands move to Lad's shirt to work on undoing the fastenings, spreading the shirt open to expose his skin to air and touch. ]
You don't need to be afraid to touch me in turn, [ he says in case that was holding his partner back. Lightly he lets his nails trail down Lad's chest, circling idly in spots. ]
[Lad inhaled sharply at the attention to his lip, but followed it up with a pleased hum. He shuddered in anticipation for Solas' touch, but when it came he jerked back, even paused in his grinding against Solas' thigh. Then he started giggling. It wasn't that it was unpleasant, he was just ticklish there.]
Solas stop! That tickles!
[He's trying very hard to be sexy and appealing, but that is very hard when he's giggling up a storm.]
[ If it weren't for the giggling, Solas would have pulled back immediately. Autonomy was what he held in utmost record and if Lad had wanted him to stop, he would without fail or question.
But no. The man was laughing. It's enough for him to lower his thigh and let his hands fall to rest on the desk on either side of Lad. He can give the man a moment to recover. ]
Is there anywhere you're not ticklish? [ he asks and while slightly frustrated, there's fondness in the question. ]
[Ladanelan laughs again, though this time not because of the fingertips dancing over the sensitive skin on his flesh. He decided to take up Solas on his offer to touch him as well, he took his lover's face in his hands and pulled him into a loving kiss. When he pulled back he let his arms drape around Solas' neck.
Then maybe gave him another quick kiss. He was having fun, even if he was bad at this.]
I'm usually not ticklish there! That was just... different.
[ He smiles into the kiss, pleased at the initiative shown. With Lad's shirt open, he places his hands on the man's shoulder and brushes it down his arms. Lad would have to move his arms if he wanted it out of the way, but it would do for now. ]
Different? [ He pretends to consider this for a moment before running his nails lightly down Lad's stomach once more. ] How so?
[He pulls back for a moment, so he could coyly pull his shirt down off shit shoulders and slip out of it. He took a deep breath in anticipation and draped his arms over his lover's shoulders once more.]
Well, it's just- ah! [And as Solas repeats the movement, Lad succumbs to another wave of giggling. He brings his arms back to hold defensively over his bare stomach to protect it from any further assaults. Still he's laughing, not even because of Solas' teasing, but simply because he's enjoying himself.]
[ His laughter joins Lad's though his is more reserved. This is the first he's been with someone who's ticklish and it's refreshing to have a reason to laugh.
He pulls back his hand instead settling it onto Lad's bare waist and kneading gently there. ] I hope you're not as sensitive everywhere else.
[The sound of Solas' laugh makes his heart skip, and he looks up at him with a warm affectionate gaze. He moved his hips into Solas' touch with a sigh.]
That feels nice.
[Meekly he reaches up for the hem of Solas' shirt, tugging at it. He wanted to see and feel Solas' bare chest. See if it was as freckled as his cheeks.]
[ It's been a long time since Solas has had a reason to smile this much. He lets his hand slid down beneath the waistline of his partner's pants, but stays back to give Lad's hands room to work. ]
You may, [ he says, kissing the corner of Lad's mouth. ] It will only get in the way.
[ Much like the rest of their clothing, but that could be dealt with later. ]
[His breath hitches in anticipation when Solas's dipped below his waistline. His pants were already uncomfortably tight, and this only served to excite him more. He bumbled over the first fastening of Solas' shirt, it was difficult to focus at first, but made better time with the rest... if only out of eagerness to see and touch his chest.
Gingerly he ran hands down Solas' chest, then brought them up to slip them under his shirt to slip it off his shoulders and- oh. oh.
They were on his shoulders too. He brought his hands up and let them dance over the speckles. then leaned forward to plant a quick kiss on one shoulder.]
[ The gentleness and genuine affection is what causes him to soften. His hand leaves Lad long enough to slide his shirt off and onto the floor, but his hand returns quickly, this time both sliding down the back of Lad's pants to cup the man's ass. Lad had mentioned he liked things 'there.' ]
Were you expecting anything else?
[ The question is punctuated with a light squeeze and content sigh. ]
[Lad felt his face flush and a whimper escaped his throat at the attention to his rear. He felt himself break out in a cold sweat, and he shifted restlessly again. He looked up at Solas with a smile, eyes half closed and breaths coming faster.]
I think... [He leaned up to kiss his cheekbone and let his hands gently caress his lover's chest and shoulders.] They're very handsome.
[ All he was doing was touching Lad's ass and already his partner was melting into his hands. He nuzzles the side of Lad's face and lets his fingers brush against him. ]
They are yours while we're together, [ he murmurs and kisses Lad's cheek. The feel of Lad's hands against him is one he wants to enjoy for as long as he can. ]
[He wrapped his arms around Solas, lovingly running his hands over the other's muscled back. Ladanelan could feel his lover's heartbeat against his chest, feel his breath against his cheek, it was perfect, everything was perfect and just how he imagined. Beyond how he'd imagined. There was a brief thought that crossed his mind: that he didn't want those handsome freckles to belong to anyone else as long as he lived and breathed. However possible that was, he did not know, but he didn't care enough to dwell on that right now. He nestled himself briefly in the crook of Solas' neck, basking in his claim.]
Solas... [He pressed his lips against Solas' once more, but the sweet innocence behind them previously had been replaced with something more desperate, something hungry. He began rocking his hips against Solas' movement as he parted only briefly to speak again.] Vhenan, I'm ready.
[ He holds Lad close, taking a moment to enjoy how the man feels beneath him. The man was a comfort in more ways than Solas would ever willingly admit to though the way he stayed close, presses his cheek against Lad's said far more than his words could.
He almost laughs when Lad speaks, sensing the change in the man's movements. ]
Ready? Do you know what you're ready for? [ Because Solas is willing to bet he isn't given how little he could say of what he wanted when they began kissing.
More, that was something Solas could do. He keeps his hold on Lad's ass firm to ensure the man stays against him as he tugs him back until the back of Solas' knees bump the bed. ]
[Lad follows Solas' lead to the bed, doing his best not to trip on the way. Then of course Solas has to go throwing logic in this when he's really not in the mood to think about complex and abstract things, like what they're going to do once their pants come off. All he knew is that he craved to be closer and to move against his lover.]
...To be closer to you?
[And he slipped his first two fingers into the wait of Solas' pants and gave a few (surprisingly polite) tugs. That's what he's ready for. He wants what's in there. Not quite sure about the particulars, that's his general feeling on the matter.]
[ He kisses the crook of Lad's neck before sliding a hand out of his pants to join his. If Lad wants his pants off then Solas would oblige him, it would only be to his benefit after all. ]
Have you even touched one besides your own? [ he teases because that's the other reason Solas wants his pants off first, to see the expression on Lad's face when confronted with what exactly he was seeking out.
When the front of his trousers are undone, he lets them fall to his ankles and let's go of Lad to sit on the bed in front of him. ]
[Then Solas goes ahead and takes the next step, while all Lad could do was stare and gawk like a startled deer. Not that his cheeks weren't flushed before, but now he could feel the burning sensation reach the tips of his ears. If ever there was a moment when he realized just how out of his league his partner was, it was now.
What could such a handsome man, with all his experience, see in a clumsy bumbling thing like him? What if he messed this up and left Solas unsatisfied or disappointed? Still, there was nothing his body yearned for more than to be close to the man in front of him.
But, first thing was first: If he didn't at least untie the drawstring of his pants, he was almost positive he'd die. Not exaggerating that at all. Of course, as preoccupied as he was he bumbled over that at first, but once the waist had been loosened he let out a sigh of relief and very meekly moved to touch Solas, starting with his thighs. He let his palms ride over the muscles until he was close enough to press a quick kiss to Solas' lips once more. Though now there was a nervousness to him.
[ Solas stares at Lad expectantly, unsurprised that the man's face grows in redness. So yes, his first time seeing another and already he was acting bashful.
He leans back, resting on his elbows, as he waits for Lad to make his move. For a moment, he doesn't think the other man will or perhaps he's decided to give Solas a show by removing his own pants and--ah, no, Lad's pants had merely become uncomfortable and Solas smiles with fondness at the realization.
Solas chalks up Lad's nervousness to his inexperience and once Lad is finally touching him, he reaches to grab a shoulder and pull him in closer. ] Does it live up to expectations?
[Ladanelan eagerly goes along with Solas' touch, relieved for the little bit of guidance. He moved up to him so he was half laying on him, he propped himself up up by placing his hands on either side of Solas on the bed, made it easier to kiss him, but his hips were pressed against his lover's.]
Vhenan, you're beautiful, but- [He heaves a distressed sigh and looks at Solas with a sad pout. This was so much harder than he thought it would be.] I don't know what I'm doing.
[ He inhales sharply when Lad's hips meet his as his fingers curl sharply into his partner's shoulder.
It's the sound of the sigh that pulls him from his moment of pleasure, his eyes opening to take in the expression on Lad's face. When he finishes speaking, Solas sighs softly. ]
I never thought you did. [ And perhaps that's a light jab at matters beyond those in the bedroom. ] What feels good?
[He watches as the wave of pleasure hit Solas, and perhaps felt a bit better. He had done something right... right? Even if it hadn't been intentional.
Then Solas makes the smart remark and he just goes back to pouting and lets out a huff. He wasn't really that mad, but he felt like he had to make a show of it being the drama queen he was. He's got a serious problem! He wants his pants off, but would it be weird now? He should have done it when he was standing maybe still? Or would that have seem too desperate? Wasn't there some sort of guideline for this?
Well, Solas seemed to like when he grinded up against him like this. He'd just passive aggressively squirm and shift his hips like he's trying to settle himself. Take that Vhenan.]
It's all felt good...
[He's pretty much adjusted to being in a perpetual state of horny and frustrated. He wanted to do more, but he wasn't certain what. This wasn't exactly covered in the "how to breed" lecture he got as a kid for obvious reasons.]
[ Of course Lad is pouting. Solas could hardly say he was surprised and he found the expression more amusing than attractive. It's the shifting of Lad's hips and the promise of what's to come that keeps him interested.
Another sharp intake of breath and his eyes flutter shut as his hand grips Lad's waist, holding him there for a brief moment before releasing him. Best not to keep the easily startled version in place when he was tempted to rut against him. ]
Then what can I do to make this easier? [ He wanted Lad to be an active participant in his own pleasure which meant making sure the man was comfortable enough to do it. ]
[Well, he had been trying to tease Solas with that, but seeing him react along with feeling it gets him to bite his lip. That was actually really nice. Still, he wanted this to be more than his clumsy squirming.]
Please, just do something, don't leave it all up to me.
[That was a lot of pressure when he just felt so lost with all of this.]
[ He sighs. ] I thought you would enjoy the chance to try something.
[ But if his partner would rather be more passive then Solas could accommodate. He reaches for Lad's hand and sits up further, nudging the other elf until he's the one laying down. ]
You can relax, Lad. If it was going to bite you... [ Then it would have already. He lets his hands settle on Lad's waist as he positions himself over his lover. Removing his trousers would be step one to place them on equal footing. ]
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His hands move to Lad's shirt to work on undoing the fastenings, spreading the shirt open to expose his skin to air and touch. ]
You don't need to be afraid to touch me in turn, [ he says in case that was holding his partner back. Lightly he lets his nails trail down Lad's chest, circling idly in spots. ]
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Solas stop! That tickles!
[He's trying very hard to be sexy and appealing, but that is very hard when he's giggling up a storm.]
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But no. The man was laughing. It's enough for him to lower his thigh and let his hands fall to rest on the desk on either side of Lad. He can give the man a moment to recover. ]
Is there anywhere you're not ticklish? [ he asks and while slightly frustrated, there's fondness in the question. ]
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Then maybe gave him another quick kiss. He was having fun, even if he was bad at this.]
I'm usually not ticklish there! That was just... different.
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Different? [ He pretends to consider this for a moment before running his nails lightly down Lad's stomach once more. ] How so?
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Well, it's just- ah! [And as Solas repeats the movement, Lad succumbs to another wave of giggling. He brings his arms back to hold defensively over his bare stomach to protect it from any further assaults. Still he's laughing, not even because of Solas' teasing, but simply because he's enjoying himself.]
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He pulls back his hand instead settling it onto Lad's bare waist and kneading gently there. ] I hope you're not as sensitive everywhere else.
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That feels nice.
[Meekly he reaches up for the hem of Solas' shirt, tugging at it. He wanted to see and feel Solas' bare chest. See if it was as freckled as his cheeks.]
Can I?
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You may, [ he says, kissing the corner of Lad's mouth. ] It will only get in the way.
[ Much like the rest of their clothing, but that could be dealt with later. ]
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Gingerly he ran hands down Solas' chest, then brought them up to slip them under his shirt to slip it off his shoulders and- oh. oh.
They were on his shoulders too. He brought his hands up and let them dance over the speckles. then leaned forward to plant a quick kiss on one shoulder.]
You're covered in freckles!
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Were you expecting anything else?
[ The question is punctuated with a light squeeze and content sigh. ]
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I think... [He leaned up to kiss his cheekbone and let his hands gently caress his lover's chest and shoulders.] They're very handsome.
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They are yours while we're together, [ he murmurs and kisses Lad's cheek. The feel of Lad's hands against him is one he wants to enjoy for as long as he can. ]
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Solas... [He pressed his lips against Solas' once more, but the sweet innocence behind them previously had been replaced with something more desperate, something hungry. He began rocking his hips against Solas' movement as he parted only briefly to speak again.] Vhenan, I'm ready.
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He almost laughs when Lad speaks, sensing the change in the man's movements. ]
Ready? Do you know what you're ready for? [ Because Solas is willing to bet he isn't given how little he could say of what he wanted when they began kissing.
More, that was something Solas could do. He keeps his hold on Lad's ass firm to ensure the man stays against him as he tugs him back until the back of Solas' knees bump the bed. ]
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...To be closer to you?
[And he slipped his first two fingers into the wait of Solas' pants and gave a few (surprisingly polite) tugs. That's what he's ready for. He wants what's in there. Not quite sure about the particulars, that's his general feeling on the matter.]
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Have you even touched one besides your own? [ he teases because that's the other reason Solas wants his pants off first, to see the expression on Lad's face when confronted with what exactly he was seeking out.
When the front of his trousers are undone, he lets them fall to his ankles and let's go of Lad to sit on the bed in front of him. ]
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[Then Solas goes ahead and takes the next step, while all Lad could do was stare and gawk like a startled deer. Not that his cheeks weren't flushed before, but now he could feel the burning sensation reach the tips of his ears. If ever there was a moment when he realized just how out of his league his partner was, it was now.
What could such a handsome man, with all his experience, see in a clumsy bumbling thing like him? What if he messed this up and left Solas unsatisfied or disappointed? Still, there was nothing his body yearned for more than to be close to the man in front of him.
But, first thing was first: If he didn't at least untie the drawstring of his pants, he was almost positive he'd die. Not exaggerating that at all. Of course, as preoccupied as he was he bumbled over that at first, but once the waist had been loosened he let out a sigh of relief and very meekly moved to touch Solas, starting with his thighs. He let his palms ride over the muscles until he was close enough to press a quick kiss to Solas' lips once more. Though now there was a nervousness to him.
What was he supposed to do now?]
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He leans back, resting on his elbows, as he waits for Lad to make his move. For a moment, he doesn't think the other man will or perhaps he's decided to give Solas a show by removing his own pants and--ah, no, Lad's pants had merely become uncomfortable and Solas smiles with fondness at the realization.
Solas chalks up Lad's nervousness to his inexperience and once Lad is finally touching him, he reaches to grab a shoulder and pull him in closer. ] Does it live up to expectations?
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Vhenan, you're beautiful, but- [He heaves a distressed sigh and looks at Solas with a sad pout. This was so much harder than he thought it would be.] I don't know what I'm doing.
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It's the sound of the sigh that pulls him from his moment of pleasure, his eyes opening to take in the expression on Lad's face. When he finishes speaking, Solas sighs softly. ]
I never thought you did. [ And perhaps that's a light jab at matters beyond those in the bedroom. ] What feels good?
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Then Solas makes the smart remark and he just goes back to pouting and lets out a huff. He wasn't really that mad, but he felt like he had to make a show of it being the drama queen he was. He's got a serious problem! He wants his pants off, but would it be weird now? He should have done it when he was standing maybe still? Or would that have seem too desperate? Wasn't there some sort of guideline for this?
Well, Solas seemed to like when he grinded up against him like this. He'd just passive aggressively squirm and shift his hips like he's trying to settle himself. Take that Vhenan.]
It's all felt good...
[He's pretty much adjusted to being in a perpetual state of horny and frustrated. He wanted to do more, but he wasn't certain what. This wasn't exactly covered in the "how to breed" lecture he got as a kid for obvious reasons.]
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Another sharp intake of breath and his eyes flutter shut as his hand grips Lad's waist, holding him there for a brief moment before releasing him. Best not to keep the easily startled version in place when he was tempted to rut against him. ]
Then what can I do to make this easier? [ He wanted Lad to be an active participant in his own pleasure which meant making sure the man was comfortable enough to do it. ]
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Please, just do something, don't leave it all up to me.
[That was a lot of pressure when he just felt so lost with all of this.]
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[ But if his partner would rather be more passive then Solas could accommodate. He reaches for Lad's hand and sits up further, nudging the other elf until he's the one laying down. ]
You can relax, Lad. If it was going to bite you... [ Then it would have already. He lets his hands settle on Lad's waist as he positions himself over his lover. Removing his trousers would be step one to place them on equal footing. ]
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