Nero's eyes fell, half-lidded, resisting the siren call of darkness and sensation. His expression was placid, and his amusement clear as he slid his hips forward, insinuating himself, hip to hip, against Ephram. The span of the Foriegn Marshal's thigh was thick and cool between his own.
"Very much so," Nero responded, his voice unflappable. He flexed the fingers of his right hand, bringing them into a tight fist, and the hard tendons of his arm went taut beneath Ephram's idle grip. Ephram seemed determined to irk him in every way, asserting his strength in the most banal of fashions. Nero could overpower the man, and knew that well. His confidence was unshakable, but Ephram's attempts were quite fascinating.
"I should imagine," he continued with a roll of his hips, lithe and precise, against Ephram's. Sensation surged against his pelvis as he rocked against the Foriegn Marshal. He craned his head pressing his lips in kind, against the shell of the man's ear, and continued evenly, "That I would be most put out."
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Date: 2009-09-20 01:42 am (UTC)"Very much so," Nero responded, his voice unflappable. He flexed the fingers of his right hand, bringing them into a tight fist, and the hard tendons of his arm went taut beneath Ephram's idle grip. Ephram seemed determined to irk him in every way, asserting his strength in the most banal of fashions. Nero could overpower the man, and knew that well. His confidence was unshakable, but Ephram's attempts were quite fascinating.
"I should imagine," he continued with a roll of his hips, lithe and precise, against Ephram's. Sensation surged against his pelvis as he rocked against the Foriegn Marshal. He craned his head pressing his lips in kind, against the shell of the man's ear, and continued evenly, "That I would be most put out."