[With how small Cyril was and his elven flexibility, it wasn't hard to maneuver the man just where Taas wanted him, seated nice and secure on his shoulders while leaned to the wall. A pleased sound left the qunari as the elf grasped at his horns, feeling the weight transferred to where the bone met his skull. Comforting, almost.
He's more than eager to just jump into it, but those nice pale legs were irresistible, and he moves Cyril closer, laving a hot tongue and sharp teeth against the curve of one inner thigh, his stubble and one pointed ear tickling at the other.
Taashath's rough hands keep busy underneath, mapping out the expanse of that pert ass and spreading it a bit to run scarred fingers down the cleft. It's quite irresistible, but he's more concentrated on seeing - and feeling - what Cyril liked.
He leaves another bruising flower blooming on that pretty skin before he leans in to finally push his flat nose against that beautiful cock, breathing in Cyril's scent with a content hum low in his chest. Then, slowly, he drags his tongue from the base to the tip, teasing the slit before sinking down his lips around the hard flesh.]
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He's more than eager to just jump into it, but those nice pale legs were irresistible, and he moves Cyril closer, laving a hot tongue and sharp teeth against the curve of one inner thigh, his stubble and one pointed ear tickling at the other.
Taashath's rough hands keep busy underneath, mapping out the expanse of that pert ass and spreading it a bit to run scarred fingers down the cleft. It's quite irresistible, but he's more concentrated on seeing - and feeling - what Cyril liked.
He leaves another bruising flower blooming on that pretty skin before he leans in to finally push his flat nose against that beautiful cock, breathing in Cyril's scent with a content hum low in his chest. Then, slowly, he drags his tongue from the base to the tip, teasing the slit before sinking down his lips around the hard flesh.]