Yeah, I really do. [Cyril responds with a low voice. He had been
trying to focus on being encouraging and supportive of Sam, but when Taas
asks that question it fills his head will all sorts of images that he would
love to see in real life.]
I love to help you make Sam feel good too. [He looks over at
Sam and smirks a bit, enjoying the blush in the mages's face as much as he
always does.]
[That image is nice and hot in his mind and he's grinning before gesturing to Sam again, toning down his desire. No need to leer at people, after all.]
We're done with the lesson, so if you want me to fuck you now, I could.
[He would leave it up to Sam if he wanted to get it on right away or if he wanted to wait. Taas was flexible and Sam still seemed a little shy.]
[With the two of them talking like that, and looking at him in such ways, Sam cannot help but wonder exactly what was going to happen. Was Cyril just going to watch, or was he going to involve himself more? Taas... well there certainly was no question on what he was going to be doing to him, but thoughts on how he was certainly had the mage feeling a bit warmer.]
Now is fine.
[After all that had been the point, right? And he wouldn't be stuck being distracted on thinking when it would happen if not now, and exactly what the two of them were planning.]
Ah-
[Special requests? Sam honestly takes a moment, looking at nothing in particular as he considers the question.]
Being held down?
[It wasn't like he had many lovers who were bigger then him, and he'd only gotten a taste of it fairly recently. Was that a thing you asked for?]
[Taas nods and goes to put the latches on the two doors to the tower so they wouldn't be disturbed. It was easy to open again, should they want to leave. He didn't want Anyone to feel trapped, after all.
...then the big qunari moves over to Sam, brown eyes taking the human's features in again with a coy smile. There was a growing desire in the way he looks at the mage, and he looms slightly over him just to make Sam feel smaller. If the man wanted to be held down and feel like the tiny one for once, Taas would not disappoint.
(It might not be as huge a difference as it felt like when he was with Cyril or Zevran, but he still towered over everyone.)
Cupping Sam's chin in a large, calloused hand, he leans in for a kiss.]
[Perhaps it's because he doesn't have a door to his room, that seeing Taas going around locking the doors has the mage shifting just a bit. It isn't his nerves that make him do so, but something about watching and hearing it happen makes it seem so much more final. Eager maybe? His thoughts aren't quite there to file through what he's feeling at the moment. Especially when Taas returns to where he is standing.
He is certainly aware of himself being smaller compared to the qunari, but he's never felt quite this small before. Except maybe when he first met Taas, who had assumed Sam was there for a fight, and during Satinalia when he had been 'introduced' to Iskandar. Perhaps it is the way Taas came up to him, or how he was looking at him, not just from above, but rather the intensity. It has Sam wetting his lips, suddenly aware of them being slightly chapped from the cold air and the heat from the forges.
The hand on his face has him making a low sound in the back of his throat, noting the amount of warmth Taas gave off just with his hands. It is enough encouragement for him to lean forward and up a bit to meet Taas for a kiss.]
[Cyril feels almost like he's dreaming as he watches this. It's just too perfect of an image. He doesn't come up to join in just yet because he's too impressed with how lovely the two of them are and he just wants to enjoy it for a bit.
This isn't just about sex, he realizes. His chest feels almost too full watching them be together. It's feels right in a way that sex never really has before. It's like the world fits together perfectly all of the sudden.]
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Yeah, I really do. [Cyril responds with a low voice. He had been trying to focus on being encouraging and supportive of Sam, but when Taas asks that question it fills his head will all sorts of images that he would love to see in real life.]
I love to help you make Sam feel good too. [He looks over at Sam and smirks a bit, enjoying the blush in the mages's face as much as he always does.]
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[That image is nice and hot in his mind and he's grinning before gesturing to Sam again, toning down his desire. No need to leer at people, after all.]
We're done with the lesson, so if you want me to fuck you now, I could.
[He would leave it up to Sam if he wanted to get it on right away or if he wanted to wait. Taas was flexible and Sam still seemed a little shy.]
Any special requests?
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Now is fine.
[After all that had been the point, right? And he wouldn't be stuck being distracted on thinking when it would happen if not now, and exactly what the two of them were planning.]
Ah-
[Special requests? Sam honestly takes a moment, looking at nothing in particular as he considers the question.]
Being held down?
[It wasn't like he had many lovers who were bigger then him, and he'd only gotten a taste of it fairly recently. Was that a thing you asked for?]
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...then the big qunari moves over to Sam, brown eyes taking the human's features in again with a coy smile. There was a growing desire in the way he looks at the mage, and he looms slightly over him just to make Sam feel smaller. If the man wanted to be held down and feel like the tiny one for once, Taas would not disappoint.
(It might not be as huge a difference as it felt like when he was with Cyril or Zevran, but he still towered over everyone.)
Cupping Sam's chin in a large, calloused hand, he leans in for a kiss.]
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He is certainly aware of himself being smaller compared to the qunari, but he's never felt quite this small before. Except maybe when he first met Taas, who had assumed Sam was there for a fight, and during Satinalia when he had been 'introduced' to Iskandar. Perhaps it is the way Taas came up to him, or how he was looking at him, not just from above, but rather the intensity. It has Sam wetting his lips, suddenly aware of them being slightly chapped from the cold air and the heat from the forges.
The hand on his face has him making a low sound in the back of his throat, noting the amount of warmth Taas gave off just with his hands. It is enough encouragement for him to lean forward and up a bit to meet Taas for a kiss.]
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This isn't just about sex, he realizes. His chest feels almost too full watching them be together. It's feels right in a way that sex never really has before. It's like the world fits together perfectly all of the sudden.]
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