[He doesn't want anything half-assed here. No pitiful measures. All of Daan, or none of him.]
[He needs him like he needs the blood in his veins. He hopes that feeling is apparent in the way he moans into the kiss, feeling his body tense as the man starts to press in. Its only a brief moment - perhaps it is the fault of the spell, but it feels like he's more pliable to the man, more open. It doesn't hurt as much as he expects, pleasure twisting like coils underneath the skin.]
Oh...Daan...ah...
[A little pant against the man's lips as his fingers curl into his skin, helping to pull him forward.]
no subject
[He doesn't want anything half-assed here. No pitiful measures. All of Daan, or none of him.]
[He needs him like he needs the blood in his veins. He hopes that feeling is apparent in the way he moans into the kiss, feeling his body tense as the man starts to press in. Its only a brief moment - perhaps it is the fault of the spell, but it feels like he's more pliable to the man, more open. It doesn't hurt as much as he expects, pleasure twisting like coils underneath the skin.]
Oh...Daan...ah...
[A little pant against the man's lips as his fingers curl into his skin, helping to pull him forward.]
All the way, now.