(OOC: Best possible response is *ded from perfect, bbs*. Ahem. As it may become relevant in subsequent posts, Zephyr is of average proportions and not circumcised.)
He could have done his whining about how it wasn't /really/ like reading at all and the field of misnomers didn't get much less apt than that analogy.
But that visual coming off of Jack right then. It wasn't that absent flicker somewhere in his own brain, but this clear, full glance back at himself from Jack's eyes, moving just off of reality besides all of those sense recollections surfacing. The mouth so inviting not his own.
"That's somethin Jack can't buy. Givina blowjob to an evoker. An you know why Jack can't buy that?"
Before any answer had it's chance though, Zephyr shoved himself off of the door and into Jack. Having caught him by the hand beside and put his fingers back where they belonged as far as he was concerned: down the front of his jeans, tight between the denim and the black silk over his shuddery warm cock.
no subject
He could have done his whining about how it wasn't /really/ like reading at all and the field of misnomers didn't get much less apt than that analogy.
But that visual coming off of Jack right then. It wasn't that absent flicker somewhere in his own brain, but this clear, full glance back at himself from Jack's eyes, moving just off of reality besides all of those sense recollections surfacing. The mouth so inviting not his own.
"That's somethin Jack can't buy. Givina blowjob to an evoker. An you know why Jack can't buy that?"
Before any answer had it's chance though, Zephyr shoved himself off of the door and into Jack. Having caught him by the hand beside and put his fingers back where they belonged as far as he was concerned: down the front of his jeans, tight between the denim and the black silk over his shuddery warm cock.
"'cause that's already just for you. Mmn."