While Carlisle has been talking, Glacius has seemed perfectly happy to let himself drift in a way similar to what he'd just suggested the clergyman try. His eyes had slipped shut and he'd let out steadier rolls of rumbling purring, content to bask in the sensations ignited by the intimate contact as he loses himself to the imaginings of his partner, fantasizing alongside him.
Then Carlisle pauses, and if it's a reaction he's waiting for he'll certainly get one: no sooner has he dropped that suggestion of physicality and intimacy both does the alien's purring rise up, breaking out of his throat in a deep, rich rumble of laughter. "How fortuitous," Glacius responds, "Because I've been wanting to try that same thing out with you."
So, rather than give his sometimes prudish partner any more time to be bothered by his own desires, the pale alien decides to let them both cave to them. Hooking one arm around Carlisle, he turns him over in the bed and then wastes not a second as he descends upon him, propped up on his hands and knees behind the clergyman as he presses his sinewy front flush to the human's back. A moment after that and the rest of him slips into place: the tine of his mandible against his partner's neck, one hand on his shoulder for support, the other cradling his abdomen and the scars that rake across it with all the care in the world... and of course their hips are still aligned, allowing him to feed sensation and pleasure into his partner from all the ways that they've devised together thus far.
"Like this, my partner?" Glacius asks, his voice a shuddering exhale. "Does this feel good to you?"
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Date: 2017-06-21 02:56 am (UTC)Then Carlisle pauses, and if it's a reaction he's waiting for he'll certainly get one: no sooner has he dropped that suggestion of physicality and intimacy both does the alien's purring rise up, breaking out of his throat in a deep, rich rumble of laughter. "How fortuitous," Glacius responds, "Because I've been wanting to try that same thing out with you."
So, rather than give his sometimes prudish partner any more time to be bothered by his own desires, the pale alien decides to let them both cave to them. Hooking one arm around Carlisle, he turns him over in the bed and then wastes not a second as he descends upon him, propped up on his hands and knees behind the clergyman as he presses his sinewy front flush to the human's back. A moment after that and the rest of him slips into place: the tine of his mandible against his partner's neck, one hand on his shoulder for support, the other cradling his abdomen and the scars that rake across it with all the care in the world... and of course their hips are still aligned, allowing him to feed sensation and pleasure into his partner from all the ways that they've devised together thus far.
"Like this, my partner?" Glacius asks, his voice a shuddering exhale. "Does this feel good to you?"