[One thing Isaac refuses to be is predictable. Hector expects rough, possessive groping, but is instead lavished with hot kisses that have him hard and vibrating with pent-up need. Isaac could devour him like this, and Hector would let him.
When Isaac pulls away, Hector opens his eyes and meets his gaze, dazed and flushed. He stops fumbling and shucks off his clothing in earnest, tunic, pants, and all. If Isaac is going to suck and worship the skin Hector bares, he's going to bare as much as he can, to get his fill of this strange affection while it can be had.
Naked, he spreads his legs and slides oil-slick fingers into the crevice of his ass. He's not usually inclined to put on a show- Hector's focus is usually on his partner not himself- but Isaac is waiting and Hector doesn't want to let the fires burning between them cool.
He bends his knees and lifts his hips as he traces his finger around the ring of muscles barring his entrance. The finger slips in, and he moves, but doesn't seek out his own pleasure from the motion. A second finger, and he lets out a sigh as he stretches his muscles. He works himself open, makes himself wet for Isaac's cock.
He takes up the bottle again and pours a little more oil into his cupped palm.]
Come here. [He bids, and makes ready to anoint Isaac's cock.]
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When Isaac pulls away, Hector opens his eyes and meets his gaze, dazed and flushed. He stops fumbling and shucks off his clothing in earnest, tunic, pants, and all. If Isaac is going to suck and worship the skin Hector bares, he's going to bare as much as he can, to get his fill of this strange affection while it can be had.
Naked, he spreads his legs and slides oil-slick fingers into the crevice of his ass. He's not usually inclined to put on a show- Hector's focus is usually on his partner not himself- but Isaac is waiting and Hector doesn't want to let the fires burning between them cool.
He bends his knees and lifts his hips as he traces his finger around the ring of muscles barring his entrance. The finger slips in, and he moves, but doesn't seek out his own pleasure from the motion. A second finger, and he lets out a sigh as he stretches his muscles. He works himself open, makes himself wet for Isaac's cock.
He takes up the bottle again and pours a little more oil into his cupped palm.]
Come here. [He bids, and makes ready to anoint Isaac's cock.]