[ Whatever he wants ought to give him room to be creative, smug while he shows off to Reyes or pushes them both somewhere new, but honestly, he's loathe to break contact, and he doesn't want anything quite so performative. They've had enough of that, haven't they, both acting instead of just being.
There's desire in Reyes's ask for orders though, and fatigue. Balthier can understand that, can understand the appeal of trusting someone enough to just give command over to them. And for a man like the Charlatan, there can't be many opportunities for that. And, well, maybe Balthier could use some practice being direct when it comes to what he wants between them. ]
Sit up a bit [ he says, letting up from his attack to help guide the other to a position where his head is better supported while he gets himself on his knees. And then he smirks, that glint in his eye. ] Now open.
[ He'll run his cock over Reyes's jaw and across his bottom lip, even as he reaches behind himself to very airily pull two fingers up the other's heat. And look, he can't help teasing a bit, lining himself up to Reyes's mouth, shuddering as hot breath rolls over his tip but not quite entering. He rubs himself against Reyes's lip again, hand sliding to the back of the man's head. ] Look at me. [ Not like Reyes wasn't utterly focused on him already, but he wants to be very clear in his orders. And maybe he wants those eyes, still so full of adoration, turned toward him again. It entirely escapes the sky pirate how warm and pleased his own face looks returning that gaze. ]
Be terribly greedy.
[ And he sheaths himself in his smuggler, slow and forceful, knowing by now how much Reyes can take without being warmed up. When he reaches maybe half his length, he pulls back, fingers tightening in the other's hair, then pushes himself forward again.
Skies be with him, it is going to take all of his self-control not to get too worked up before he's ready. But he has plans. ]
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There's desire in Reyes's ask for orders though, and fatigue. Balthier can understand that, can understand the appeal of trusting someone enough to just give command over to them. And for a man like the Charlatan, there can't be many opportunities for that. And, well, maybe Balthier could use some practice being direct when it comes to what he wants between them. ]
Sit up a bit [ he says, letting up from his attack to help guide the other to a position where his head is better supported while he gets himself on his knees. And then he smirks, that glint in his eye. ] Now open.
[ He'll run his cock over Reyes's jaw and across his bottom lip, even as he reaches behind himself to very airily pull two fingers up the other's heat. And look, he can't help teasing a bit, lining himself up to Reyes's mouth, shuddering as hot breath rolls over his tip but not quite entering. He rubs himself against Reyes's lip again, hand sliding to the back of the man's head. ] Look at me. [ Not like Reyes wasn't utterly focused on him already, but he wants to be very clear in his orders. And maybe he wants those eyes, still so full of adoration, turned toward him again. It entirely escapes the sky pirate how warm and pleased his own face looks returning that gaze. ]
Be terribly greedy.
[ And he sheaths himself in his smuggler, slow and forceful, knowing by now how much Reyes can take without being warmed up. When he reaches maybe half his length, he pulls back, fingers tightening in the other's hair, then pushes himself forward again.
Skies be with him, it is going to take all of his self-control not to get too worked up before he's ready. But he has plans. ]