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Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII ([personal profile] kingkingcxiii) wrote in [personal profile] hardbargain 2018-12-08 11:02 am (UTC)

Astrals!

[If Regis could still think after that exclamation, Nyx certainly would have been in for a scolding since he's certain the Glaive knew very well what he meant by his request and that sure was not it, however, luck often favors the bold and that is certainly what Nyx is. Regis' mind whites out again for a moment as his head drops back against the chair, a low cry escaping his lips. By the time his brain is working again, Nyx has already set himself to work retrieving the bottle, putting his body, his strength, and flexibility wonderfully on display for Regis to drink in, and drink he does until a better idea crosses his mind.

Well, luck and the bold, right?

He moves his hands so that one rests on each of Nyx's thighs to make sure that the Glaive doesn't unbalance himself when he reacts and then leans forward to press his lips to the expanse of skin before him. It doesn't take long for him to make his way to Nyx's belly button, and once he does his tongue flicks against it, teeth catching the edge before he moves on to press lips and tongue along those hardworking muscles. It's with no small amount of reluctance and a sharp nip to the skin under his mouth that he pulls back once Nyx rights himself.

Regis finds himself hesitating once he's accepted the bottle, uncertainty flickering through his pale gaze, though the source is likely not what Nyx will assume it to be if he catches the shift in his king's expression. This is not another instance of Regis doubting that this is what Nyx wants; instead it is the concern of man who has reached the limits of his experience.

Despite his guards' assumptions, Regis hasn't been totally celibate since his wife died. He's only human, after all, but he went to great lengths to keep his explorations private, especially when they led him in directions he wasn't expecting them to. Still, learning cannot replace experience and this he has no experience with.

To distract himself from his worries, Regis twists the cap off the bottle, setting to work covering both his hands, settling the first back around them, strokes smoother for the added lubrication. Once he's tucked aside the bottle, he sets the second hand to work as requested, slick fingers teasing Nyx's entrance. When he meets the Glaive's gaze, there is trust in his eyes. He might not have experience with this, but Nyx does and he has every faith that the man will guide him.]

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