[Isaac breathes a theatrical sigh, sounding both disappointed and entirely unsurprised:]
...Finished already?
[With Hector's release also comes the release of magic he feels needling the bare skin of his arms and chest and neck up to his scalp, the still-damp roots of his hair tingling. He can only wonder how much more restless the creatures outside are now, all but helpless to resist a forgemaster's gravitational pull.
The sadist in him urges him to keep at Hector while he's raw-nerved, driven to discover how many fingers on both his hands he's able to accommodate. But the rest of him is content to leave a few avenues of pleasures unexplored for now. He sets Hector down, contemplating the gentling heaving of his ribs as his pulse settles. Exhaustion flatters him, the fuck-me eyes and softness to his face pulling at something inside him. Snorting, Isaac looks back to his bottle and swings his head back for another gulp.]
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...Finished already?
[With Hector's release also comes the release of magic he feels needling the bare skin of his arms and chest and neck up to his scalp, the still-damp roots of his hair tingling. He can only wonder how much more restless the creatures outside are now, all but helpless to resist a forgemaster's gravitational pull.
The sadist in him urges him to keep at Hector while he's raw-nerved, driven to discover how many fingers on both his hands he's able to accommodate. But the rest of him is content to leave a few avenues of pleasures unexplored for now. He sets Hector down, contemplating the gentling heaving of his ribs as his pulse settles. Exhaustion flatters him, the fuck-me eyes and softness to his face pulling at something inside him. Snorting, Isaac looks back to his bottle and swings his head back for another gulp.]