Seasons: IC Contact/Overflow

[happydreamed]

"Hello, you've reached Kantera. If this is a medical emergency, please hang up and call a hospital. Otherwise, please leave your message after the tone."

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[forgingfires]

[It certainly proves a challenge, but he appreciates when Kantera helps open it up. Making an approving sound as he eagerly explores his mouth. Wanting a taste of him now, especially as his teasing pulls shivers from him. His hands moving to his chest, running over him slowly, lightly dragging nails down his front.]

[happydreamed]

[The feel of nails down his chest has Kantera shuddering and moaning into the kiss. Red Son is wearing too much in comparison - he sets to getting his hands underneath his shirt to appreciate lines of muscle there, muscle he himself lacks as someone with far less physical training.]

[forgingfires]

[There is a soft groan as he feels Kantera's hands on him, pressing into his hands.]

[Candles flicker to light in the room around him, even as he heats up under his touch, fever hot, but safe to touch.]

[He breaks the kiss, nibbling along his jaw, hands moving up to his chest, dragging his palms over his nipples.]

[happydreamed]

Ahh, Red Son...

[His name comes out as a breathy sigh as Red Son touches him.]

May I undress you?