[The growl that leaves Regis' throat in response to Nyx's cries is nearly as loud as those cries themselves. The wild heat filling every part of his body is as unfamiliar as it is welcome, electricity crackling along the edges, a storm as dangerous as it is enticing.
For the moment, his focus remains on nipple that had pulled such delightful reactions from the Glaive on his lap. In the back of his mind, Regis can't help but wonder if Nyx is just this sensitive, or if--and this is his pride speaking--he's got a fair bit to do with that. Whatever the answer, he seals his mouth over the nub, sucking, tongue and teeth teasing with as much force as the Glaive had teased his wrist with earlier. He only releases his hold when he feels Nyx drop his hand down to his pants, scrambling to get them open.]
Here, here. I've got you. [His breath slides over damp skin as he shifts so he can bring one of his hands between them, nudging Nyx's away as he has a better angle to help with this particular troublesome issue. It's just a matter of a few seconds to deal with the zipper, but Regis is hardly ready to stop there. He may be a tease, but he's not that guy.
Not that he thinks Nyx needs any encouragement to wiggle out of his pants, but just in case, Regis tucks his fingers under the material to help slide it down far enough to free the Glaive's cock. Fire flashes in Regis' eyes and Nyx will find the fingers that close around him are slightly, though not uncomfortably, warmer than usual. The touches start gentle, but by the time his fingers reach the tip, the strokes are firmer and more confident before he twists his hand to start back up the shaft.]
Welp, since Someone's finally decided to commit better get a [SMUT WARNING] on this!
For the moment, his focus remains on nipple that had pulled such delightful reactions from the Glaive on his lap. In the back of his mind, Regis can't help but wonder if Nyx is just this sensitive, or if--and this is his pride speaking--he's got a fair bit to do with that. Whatever the answer, he seals his mouth over the nub, sucking, tongue and teeth teasing with as much force as the Glaive had teased his wrist with earlier. He only releases his hold when he feels Nyx drop his hand down to his pants, scrambling to get them open.]
Here, here. I've got you.
[His breath slides over damp skin as he shifts so he can bring one of his hands between them, nudging Nyx's away as he has a better angle to help with this particular troublesome issue. It's just a matter of a few seconds to deal with the zipper, but Regis is hardly ready to stop there. He may be a tease, but he's not that guy.
Not that he thinks Nyx needs any encouragement to wiggle out of his pants, but just in case, Regis tucks his fingers under the material to help slide it down far enough to free the Glaive's cock. Fire flashes in Regis' eyes and Nyx will find the fingers that close around him are slightly, though not uncomfortably, warmer than usual. The touches start gentle, but by the time his fingers reach the tip, the strokes are firmer and more confident before he twists his hand to start back up the shaft.]
Better?