[ He doesn't spend all of his time and attention at those ears— they are a novelty, yes, but so is the rest of Percival's body, and he desires the real and permanent parts of him so much more. He trails his lips down the other's temple, taking a small detour to kiss those lips one last time before burying his nose within the crook of his neck, craving that warmth.
He can feel Percival's hands exploring him, taking their time to map out his body, and being treated with such gentleness and reverence makes Siegfried's chest ache with a different sort of longing. How many times have they already given their bodies to each other, in the form of taking literal deadly blows for the other's sake? He gently parts the other's legs with his palms, settling in between them and groaning at the sensation of his fingers roaming his back.
The patches of skin there, the parts of him that are onyx and cold rather than human... when they meet the warmth of Percival's fingers it becomes immediately obvious those areas are especially responsive to touch. His muscles tense and relax every time his fingers graze over them.
He looks back up, giving the other man what he hopes is a reassuring smile. He also wonders if Percival is turned off by their presence. ]
Hm. Yes, but the spread seems to have slowed down. [ He returns his attention to Percival's adam's apple, nuzzling his nose against it. ] You don't have to touch there if you don't wish to.
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He can feel Percival's hands exploring him, taking their time to map out his body, and being treated with such gentleness and reverence makes Siegfried's chest ache with a different sort of longing. How many times have they already given their bodies to each other, in the form of taking literal deadly blows for the other's sake? He gently parts the other's legs with his palms, settling in between them and groaning at the sensation of his fingers roaming his back.
The patches of skin there, the parts of him that are onyx and cold rather than human... when they meet the warmth of Percival's fingers it becomes immediately obvious those areas are especially responsive to touch. His muscles tense and relax every time his fingers graze over them.
He looks back up, giving the other man what he hopes is a reassuring smile. He also wonders if Percival is turned off by their presence. ]
Hm. Yes, but the spread seems to have slowed down. [ He returns his attention to Percival's adam's apple, nuzzling his nose against it. ] You don't have to touch there if you don't wish to.