[Breathless and a bit dazed from the kiss, Sam complies with turning around easily, though he pauses when his eyes spot Cyril. Not because he had forgotten the elf was there, but rather at the intensity that Cyril was watching them. It's enough of a distraction that when Taas continues his exploration, Sam cannot help but groan, immediately biting his lip at how loud it had been.
The mouth on his neck, hands under his shirt, and the words in his ear only make the mage shiver and lean into the touches more, gasping lightly when it's followed up by a warm mouth nipping at his ear. It's enough to make Sam's eyes try to close at the sensations, but instead they stay half lidded, continuing to watch Cyril back as Taas had instructed. It's such a different feeling, being touched as he was and having someone just watch.]
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The mouth on his neck, hands under his shirt, and the words in his ear only make the mage shiver and lean into the touches more, gasping lightly when it's followed up by a warm mouth nipping at his ear. It's enough to make Sam's eyes try to close at the sensations, but instead they stay half lidded, continuing to watch Cyril back as Taas had instructed. It's such a different feeling, being touched as he was and having someone just watch.]