Leth'sel

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( Continued from here )

Fingers traveled over the soft fabric of Leth’sel’s robes, his touches gentle to the other man’s back. It seemed to be an almost idle gesture, like he wasn’t quite considering it as it occurred. He too was people watching, between their chatting and keeping an eye on Leth’sel’s skittish behavior.

“Well of course, I would love to have you back around any time Leth’sel. All I ask is perhaps for some notice before you show up at my door.” Ith’ric laughed, gently withdrawing his hand as he settled back into his chair. “Perhaps I could come visit you some time, give you some company in that lonely courtyard, hm?”

Ith’ric’s hand hid a knowing smirk as it spread his lips. He knew exactly what it seemed like he was implying, and he had no intention of retracting it. Crossing his legs, he looked to the side table for his coffee and fruit, realizing he had completely abandoned them inside. It made him feel a bit less smug as he excused himself, having to fetch their breakfast and his now cold coffee.

Settling the colorful array of fruit onto the balcony table, he hummed softly under his breath. Looking up to Leth’sel, he lifted a strawberry to his own lips, taking the whole fruit in one bite. 

“Do tell me though, what is your favorite fruit? That way I can have some for your next visit.”

     The coffee mug was set down on the table before him as his hands folded over his stomach. It was relaxing, this little corner of the world that Ith’ric had claimed for himself, and he was already looking forward to watching the fall colors from the balcony. When Ith’ric stood to retrieve the fruit plate, Leth’sel was shameless to watch the way his back and hips moved as he walked away. He had to lean back a little at a time to maintain the view he was getting, and only stopped when he felt the chair begin to tip backwards. With a quiet, distressed gasp, he reached forward to grip the edge of the table and pulled himself back to the safety of all four legs once again. 

     As his powder blue gaze moved up the bare torso of Ith’ric once more, he stopped dead on the curve of his lips around the ripe piece of fruit, his lips parting to let a mindless breath escape between them. “Um,” he mumbled out, his mind still stuck on the shape of Ith’ric’s mouth. “Kiwi,” he finally offered with an apologetic grin. “I’m sorry. I’ve been flailing entirely this morning, and really most of last night. I promise I’m a normal, respected individual, you’re just…” He paused and furrowed his brow while rubbing his palms against his thighs. “Very pretty.” 

“Oh I can certainly tell you think so, Leth’sel. But you don’t need to fret, I am not bothered by your admiration.” Reaching out, Ithric lifted one of those delicately thin hands from the table, rubbing his thumb over it in slow gentle caresses. “You are rather beautiful yourself you know. The way the morning light catches your hair is like fire, brilliant and warm. Do not worry so much about messing up, I like who I have seen so far.”

With that, he lifted the hand closer, leaning forward just slightly to lace his knuckles with kisses. And for a moment of pause, he let his fangs trail gently along porcelain skin. No marks were made in his wake, but his eyes spoke that he certainly wanted to leave them, over every inch of skin. With a soft hum, the hand was settled back to the table, Ith’ric leaning back against the chair. 

“I know we have been perhaps a bit coy with each other this far, but I would enjoy getting to know you. Having more frequent outings with you perhaps! Do you like swimming?”

     When his hand was lifted into the others was when he finally dropped his eyes from Ith’ric’s mouth. Even as he spoke, he’d been watching each and every shape it took. He wanted to memorize those curves, feel them against the soft flesh of his own lips. His hands were well cared for and free of callouses. His nails were trimmed down and manicured, and even smelled vaguely of lavender. Leth’sel could hardly catch his breath as he felt the gentle press of teeth, and watched the trail of white they left in his tanned flesh. “Um,” he managed to force out, though it wasn’t entirely an audible response. 

     “Swimming?” He asked upon clearing the sandpaper feeling from his throat. Ith’ric would be there… shirtless. Leth’sel would have to function long enough to not drown. “That would be a… Are you asking me to go swimming as a date?” Part of him was asking out of a bit of disbelief, but the other part knew there was a bit about himself he needed to touch on if it was, indeed, intended to be a date. “I’m interested, obviously, but…” He paused to clear his throat out of nervousness. “What kind of relationship would you be looking for?”

“Yes, Swimming! A beach date really, something nice before we lose out on the heat of summer. Perhaps a nicely prepared picnic lunch to go along with it even.” Ith'ric smiled at him, giving a soft wink. “I could bring my guitar even, play it for you despite not being all that good.“ 

Ith'ric snickered at himself, popping a grape into his mouth. His fingers trailed down however, picking up the most plump and red strawberry he could find from the plate. But rather then eat it himself, he held it out to Leth'sel. It hovered inches from the man’s lips, Ith'ric leaving the next move truly in his court. 

“I am looking to get to know you, learn the ways your life flows and the things you love. But I warn you, I am not an exclusive man should you come to fall for me. It is just not who I am to stay tied down to one. Many lovers are not always fond of this…though I admit to hoping you are.”

     It wasn’t until he’d swallowed the entire bite that he continued speaking once more. “There’s another man that I’m interested in pursuing for the sake of full disclosure.” He cleared his throat and shifted forward in his seat, his hands resting fully on the table before them. “I imagine that you’re easy to fall for, Ith’ric. I imagine that, given the chance and the type of person that I am, I could. You’re very charming, incredibly gorgeous, kind. I’m wondering what I could have possibly done to catch your attention and not wanting to jinx it. I would love nothing more than to spend time with you, even with the threat of being whisked out to sea because the Gods know I’m having a hard enough simply sitting with you, in the state that you are, across from me.” 

     He took another moment to pause and search Ith’ric’s expression to gauge if he was talking too much or not. He hadn’t said so much in one breath since he’d arrived, but now the word vomit that always came to the surface eventually was rearing its ugly head. “I’m not good at flings, though. I tend to… commit to a person if my intention is to court them. I’m praying that you’re still interested knowing that I will actively be fawning over you, and wanting to cook breakfast for you - even if I haven’t shared a night with you, but I understand if you’re hoping to keep something a little more casual than that.”

”I think you are talking me up as far more than I’m truly worth Leth'sel, or perhaps talking yourself down too much. If you have the power to capture the attention of two men so feverently, you ought to realize by now you are doing some very right.“ He grinned, leaning against his hand once more to look intently at his companion. "But while you warn me of flings and romance, I find no issue in it. That being said however, it has been nearly a decade since I have truly settled down with a partner." 

Ith'ric cleared his throat, a slight bit of embarrassment creeping into his expression with his admittance. But if Leth'sel was willing to be forward and open, Ith'ric felt it only fair that he do the very same in return. 

"I am certainly interested in you as well, but I prefer to take my more serious interests a bit more slowly. Follow a natural flow, if that makes sense. I want to know you as a person before I take you to bed, and now a days I find that isn’t very sought after anymore. Speed in romance is truly not my strong suit, regardless of being as out of practice as I am. But if you would be willing to let me court you, the real you, I would be honored.”

     The mage sat back in his chair and cleared his throat again before furrowing his brow over his gaze in thought. He didn’t see the way Ith’ric was watching him, but then he’d never noticed the way people watched him in the past either. Finally, his shoulders relaxed with a soft sigh, and his blue gaze was brought up to meet Ith’ric’s, a gentle smile pulling at the corners of his lips. 

     “I’d really love an opportunity to see if there’s something here, is what I mean to say,” he admitted as he reached across the table for Ith’ric’s free hand. His slender fingers wrapped around the other’s palm gently until he could pull his knuckles to his thin lips for a kiss. “And the beach sounds perfect. Just tell me when and where, and I’ll be there.” 

( Continued from here )

Fingers traveled over the soft fabric of Leth’sel’s robes, his touches gentle to the other man’s back. It seemed to be an almost idle gesture, like he wasn’t quite considering it as it occurred. He too was people watching, between their chatting and keeping an eye on Leth’sel’s skittish behavior.

“Well of course, I would love to have you back around any time Leth’sel. All I ask is perhaps for some notice before you show up at my door.” Ith’ric laughed, gently withdrawing his hand as he settled back into his chair. “Perhaps I could come visit you some time, give you some company in that lonely courtyard, hm?”

Ith’ric’s hand hid a knowing smirk as it spread his lips. He knew exactly what it seemed like he was implying, and he had no intention of retracting it. Crossing his legs, he looked to the side table for his coffee and fruit, realizing he had completely abandoned them inside. It made him feel a bit less smug as he excused himself, having to fetch their breakfast and his now cold coffee.

Settling the colorful array of fruit onto the balcony table, he hummed softly under his breath. Looking up to Leth’sel, he lifted a strawberry to his own lips, taking the whole fruit in one bite. 

“Do tell me though, what is your favorite fruit? That way I can have some for your next visit.”

     The coffee mug was set down on the table before him as his hands folded over his stomach. It was relaxing, this little corner of the world that Ith’ric had claimed for himself, and he was already looking forward to watching the fall colors from the balcony. When Ith’ric stood to retrieve the fruit plate, Leth’sel was shameless to watch the way his back and hips moved as he walked away. He had to lean back a little at a time to maintain the view he was getting, and only stopped when he felt the chair begin to tip backwards. With a quiet, distressed gasp, he reached forward to grip the edge of the table and pulled himself back to the safety of all four legs once again. 

     As his powder blue gaze moved up the bare torso of Ith’ric once more, he stopped dead on the curve of his lips around the ripe piece of fruit, his lips parting to let a mindless breath escape between them. “Um,” he mumbled out, his mind still stuck on the shape of Ith’ric’s mouth. “Kiwi,” he finally offered with an apologetic grin. “I’m sorry. I’ve been flailing entirely this morning, and really most of last night. I promise I’m a normal, respected individual, you’re just…” He paused and furrowed his brow while rubbing his palms against his thighs. “Very pretty.” 

“Oh I can certainly tell you think so, Leth’sel. But you don’t need to fret, I am not bothered by your admiration.” Reaching out, Ithric lifted one of those delicately thin hands from the table, rubbing his thumb over it in slow gentle caresses. “You are rather beautiful yourself you know. The way the morning light catches your hair is like fire, brilliant and warm. Do not worry so much about messing up, I like who I have seen so far.”

With that, he lifted the hand closer, leaning forward just slightly to lace his knuckles with kisses. And for a moment of pause, he let his fangs trail gently along porcelain skin. No marks were made in his wake, but his eyes spoke that he certainly wanted to leave them, over every inch of skin. With a soft hum, the hand was settled back to the table, Ith’ric leaning back against the chair. 

“I know we have been perhaps a bit coy with each other this far, but I would enjoy getting to know you. Having more frequent outings with you perhaps! Do you like swimming?”

     When his hand was lifted into the others was when he finally dropped his eyes from Ith’ric’s mouth. Even as he spoke, he’d been watching each and every shape it took. He wanted to memorize those curves, feel them against the soft flesh of his own lips. His hands were well cared for and free of callouses. His nails were trimmed down and manicured, and even smelled vaguely of lavender. Leth’sel could hardly catch his breath as he felt the gentle press of teeth, and watched the trail of white they left in his tanned flesh. “Um,” he managed to force out, though it wasn’t entirely an audible response. 

     “Swimming?” He asked upon clearing the sandpaper feeling from his throat. Ith’ric would be there… shirtless. Leth’sel would have to function long enough to not drown. “That would be a… Are you asking me to go swimming as a date?” Part of him was asking out of a bit of disbelief, but the other part knew there was a bit about himself he needed to touch on if it was, indeed, intended to be a date. “I’m interested, obviously, but…” He paused to clear his throat out of nervousness. “What kind of relationship would you be looking for?”

“Yes, Swimming! A beach date really, something nice before we lose out on the heat of summer. Perhaps a nicely prepared picnic lunch to go along with it even.” Ith'ric smiled at him, giving a soft wink. “I could bring my guitar even, play it for you despite not being all that good." 

Ith'ric snickered at himself, popping a grape into his mouth. His fingers trailed down however, picking up the most plump and red strawberry he could find from the plate. But rather then eat it himself, he held it out to Leth'sel. It hovered inches from the man’s lips, Ith'ric leaving the next move truly in his court. 

"I am looking to get to know you, learn the ways your life flows and the things you love. But I warn you, I am not an exclusive man should you come to fall for me. It is just not who I am to stay tied down to one. Many lovers are not always fond of this…though I admit to hoping you are.”

     It wasn’t until he’d swallowed the entire bite that he continued speaking once more. “There’s another man that I’m interested in pursuing for the sake of full disclosure.” He cleared his throat and shifted forward in his seat, his hands resting fully on the table before them. “I imagine that you’re easy to fall for, Ith’ric. I imagine that, given the chance and the type of person that I am, I could. You’re very charming, incredibly gorgeous, kind. I’m wondering what I could have possibly done to catch your attention and not wanting to jinx it. I would love nothing more than to spend time with you, even with the threat of being whisked out to sea because the Gods know I’m having a hard enough simply sitting with you, in the state that you are, across from me.” 

     He took another moment to pause and search Ith’ric’s expression to gauge if he was talking too much or not. He hadn’t said so much in one breath since he’d arrived, but now the word vomit that always came to the surface eventually was rearing its ugly head. “I’m not good at flings, though. I tend to... commit to a person if my intention is to court them. I’m praying that you’re still interested knowing that I will actively be fawning over you, and wanting to cook breakfast for you - even if I haven’t shared a night with you, but I understand if you’re hoping to keep something a little more casual than that.”

( Continued from here )

Fingers traveled over the soft fabric of Leth’sel’s robes, his touches gentle to the other man’s back. It seemed to be an almost idle gesture, like he wasn’t quite considering it as it occurred. He too was people watching, between their chatting and keeping an eye on Leth’sel’s skittish behavior.

“Well of course, I would love to have you back around any time Leth’sel. All I ask is perhaps for some notice before you show up at my door.” Ith’ric laughed, gently withdrawing his hand as he settled back into his chair. “Perhaps I could come visit you some time, give you some company in that lonely courtyard, hm?”

Ith’ric’s hand hid a knowing smirk as it spread his lips. He knew exactly what it seemed like he was implying, and he had no intention of retracting it. Crossing his legs, he looked to the side table for his coffee and fruit, realizing he had completely abandoned them inside. It made him feel a bit less smug as he excused himself, having to fetch their breakfast and his now cold coffee.

Settling the colorful array of fruit onto the balcony table, he hummed softly under his breath. Looking up to Leth’sel, he lifted a strawberry to his own lips, taking the whole fruit in one bite. 

“Do tell me though, what is your favorite fruit? That way I can have some for your next visit.”

     The coffee mug was set down on the table before him as his hands folded over his stomach. It was relaxing, this little corner of the world that Ith’ric had claimed for himself, and he was already looking forward to watching the fall colors from the balcony. When Ith’ric stood to retrieve the fruit plate, Leth’sel was shameless to watch the way his back and hips moved as he walked away. He had to lean back a little at a time to maintain the view he was getting, and only stopped when he felt the chair begin to tip backwards. With a quiet, distressed gasp, he reached forward to grip the edge of the table and pulled himself back to the safety of all four legs once again. 

     As his powder blue gaze moved up the bare torso of Ith’ric once more, he stopped dead on the curve of his lips around the ripe piece of fruit, his lips parting to let a mindless breath escape between them. “Um,” he mumbled out, his mind still stuck on the shape of Ith’ric’s mouth. “Kiwi,” he finally offered with an apologetic grin. “I’m sorry. I’ve been flailing entirely this morning, and really most of last night. I promise I’m a normal, respected individual, you’re just…” He paused and furrowed his brow while rubbing his palms against his thighs. “Very pretty.” 

“Oh I can certainly tell you think so, Leth’sel. But you don’t need to fret, I am not bothered by your admiration.” Reaching out, Ithric lifted one of those delicately thin hands from the table, rubbing his thumb over it in slow gentle caresses. “You are rather beautiful yourself you know. The way the morning light catches your hair is like fire, brilliant and warm. Do not worry so much about messing up, I like who I have seen so far.”

With that, he lifted the hand closer, leaning forward just slightly to lace his knuckles with kisses. And for a moment of pause, he let his fangs trail gently along porcelain skin. No marks were made in his wake, but his eyes spoke that he certainly wanted to leave them, over every inch of skin. With a soft hum, the hand was settled back to the table, Ith’ric leaning back against the chair. 

“I know we have been perhaps a bit coy with each other this far, but I would enjoy getting to know you. Having more frequent outings with you perhaps! Do you like swimming?”

     When his hand was lifted into the others was when he finally dropped his eyes from Ith’ric’s mouth. Even as he spoke, he’d been watching each and every shape it took. He wanted to memorize those curves, feel them against the soft flesh of his own lips. His hands were well cared for and free of callouses. His nails were trimmed down and manicured, and even smelled vaguely of lavender. Leth’sel could hardly catch his breath as he felt the gentle press of teeth, and watched the trail of white they left in his tanned flesh. “Um,” he managed to force out, though it wasn’t entirely an audible response. 

     “Swimming?” He asked upon clearing the sandpaper feeling from his throat. Ith’ric would be there... shirtless. Leth’sel would have to function long enough to not drown. “That would be a... Are you asking me to go swimming as a date?” Part of him was asking out of a bit of disbelief, but the other part knew there was a bit about himself he needed to touch on if it was, indeed, intended to be a date. “I’m interested, obviously, but...” He paused to clear his throat out of nervousness. “What kind of relationship would you be looking for?”

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