[Cor groans softly at the brush of lips and beard against his neck, shudders in his King's arms. He doesn't quite let himself close his eyes, though, looking down through his lashes at the beautiful creature before them. Moonlight mmm that's a very apt description.
He's reaching out for the smaller man when he feels Regis curl a leg over his own. A sharp gasp follows and he squirms against his King, arching back into his hold, pressing down against the tangle of limbs, all too eager to find some small amount of friction. His fingers curl into the blankets between them briefly, then he's reaching for Will again, throwing an arm over his waist to drag the other closer.]
Everywhere.
[A delayed response to Regis' question but he's quick to follow it with the application of one such mark, lips and teeth and hard suction over the ridge of Will's collarbone.]
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He's reaching out for the smaller man when he feels Regis curl a leg over his own. A sharp gasp follows and he squirms against his King, arching back into his hold, pressing down against the tangle of limbs, all too eager to find some small amount of friction. His fingers curl into the blankets between them briefly, then he's reaching for Will again, throwing an arm over his waist to drag the other closer.]
Everywhere.
[A delayed response to Regis' question but he's quick to follow it with the application of one such mark, lips and teeth and hard suction over the ridge of Will's collarbone.]