[As evidenced by the way he clings to Vander now, melted to his body as he rubs Fabian's scalp. If he were a cat, he'd be purring like a motor. He makes a soft, unhappy whine at the prospect of moving from this embrace, but he does start to pry himself away. He could sleep in this pool; Vander could not.]
Alright...
[He grips the side of the pool and slowly hauls himself out, sitting on the ledge for a moment in mer-form, rubbing his face to try to wake himself up. Then he shifts back to human form in a small flash of light and stands to grab his clothing. He doesn't put it on right away, preferring to air dry a bit first, but squeezes the water out of his hair.]
[He waited until Fabian had risen from him before he shifted and emerged from the water himself, using his hands to squeegee off some water. He stood nearby, unperturbed by his own nudity that showed scars of living life in the underground and the inherent dangers there.
Once he was dry enough, he worked his damp legs into his pants and did them up, tossing his shirt over his shoulder. He was decent enough by his own standards.]
Come on, handsome. Body heat is the best way to dry off. Your room or mine?
[With that, he turned and headed off towards the stairs, intent that Fabian would follow with the prospect of a cuddle.]
[Fabian just puts on his underwear and carries the rest of his clothing. He's not fussed.]
Whichever is closer.
[He follows after Vander. As they climb the stairs, he admires the big man's scarred back and smacks the his ass playfully, biting his own lip and grinning impishly.]
[Off they went passing by other convicts, some who glanced and others that paid them no mind. He knew his way to Fabian's room by now, taking the stairs before he stopped when his ass was slapped.
He suddenly moved faster than a man of his size probably seemed capable and pressed Fabian against the stone wall, crowding with his body and leaning in for a sharp nip to the younger man's chin as he pressed a thigh between Fabian's legs.]
Careful now, we're supposed to be cuddling and sleeping. [A smirk and another little nip.] Let's call this a teaser for another time....
[Fabian wasn't expecting Vander to stop, nor was he expecting... This. He gasps audibly, his eyes widening with thrill. The grin spreads on his face again as he instinctively tips his chin up to allow Vander access, his breath turning ragged as his body immediately reacts.
A soft moan escapes him on one of his exhales, his brain flooding with so many endorphins at once that he feels dizzy, and sways forward a little as Vander draws away.]
Well, that's... That's... [For once, he is tongue-tied, and a strange high-pitched giggle escapes him instead of any words.]
[Vander could feel and see the way that his actions alighted Fabian up; he always suspected the other man wanted to be manhandled a little. Now he had his answer for that, and it was exactly as he had thought. He felt the stirring of desire, and that was a gift. He still had it, didn't he?
He reached out to steady Fabian as the other man swayed, drawing him in closer so Vander could toss an arm across the back of the other man's shoulders.]
Careful now, you're going to drop your clothes at this rate. Been awhile since you were forced submissive to anyone, huh?
[He nudged them up to keep walking. Places to be, rooms to cuddle in.]
[Vander very much still has it. Fabian cannot imagine any version of Vander that is not oozing with sex appeal, from his perspective. Vander could be eighty and still killing it. He wraps his free arm around Vander's waist, trying to walk in step with him up the stairs. He's buzzing, floating, and his underwear are bulging, which he covers with the clothing draped over his arm.]
Yes, quite a while... And I- I like it very much.
[It's not like him to stutter, but his mind has gone a bit hazy.]
I will keep a hold of my clothing, otherwise everyone we pass will see how wild I am for you.
[His arm tightened across Fabian's shoulders as they walked, and he made certain to keep it a leisurely paces so that the other man didn't feel the need to hurry with tenting underwear. He hummed in both amusement and acknowledgement.]
Lots of relatively soft guys around these parts so far. Need a few more to push you around.
[Though Vander was willing to fill that void.]
Oh yeah? That would be a shame. People might make assumptions about us when we head to your room for some sleep.
[They would sleep; he intended for them to sleep but also, they might have to help Fabian out if the younger man was twisted around like that.]
I do, truly. I knew I could rely on you for that...
[That's one of the things that attracted him to Vander. His experience, his confidence, his age. It takes the pressure off of Fabian to always be in charge or know what to do, both in daily situations and sexual ones.]
Oh, no, we can't have that... My reputation as a sweet chaste virgin would never survive those allegations.
[Though it would be awkward if the two of them ran into either of Vander's daughters at this particular juncture.]
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[As evidenced by the way he clings to Vander now, melted to his body as he rubs Fabian's scalp. If he were a cat, he'd be purring like a motor. He makes a soft, unhappy whine at the prospect of moving from this embrace, but he does start to pry himself away. He could sleep in this pool; Vander could not.]
Alright...
[He grips the side of the pool and slowly hauls himself out, sitting on the ledge for a moment in mer-form, rubbing his face to try to wake himself up. Then he shifts back to human form in a small flash of light and stands to grab his clothing. He doesn't put it on right away, preferring to air dry a bit first, but squeezes the water out of his hair.]
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[He waited until Fabian had risen from him before he shifted and emerged from the water himself, using his hands to squeegee off some water. He stood nearby, unperturbed by his own nudity that showed scars of living life in the underground and the inherent dangers there.
Once he was dry enough, he worked his damp legs into his pants and did them up, tossing his shirt over his shoulder. He was decent enough by his own standards.]
Come on, handsome. Body heat is the best way to dry off. Your room or mine?
[With that, he turned and headed off towards the stairs, intent that Fabian would follow with the prospect of a cuddle.]
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Whichever is closer.
[He follows after Vander. As they climb the stairs, he admires the big man's scarred back and smacks the his ass playfully, biting his own lip and grinning impishly.]
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[Off they went passing by other convicts, some who glanced and others that paid them no mind. He knew his way to Fabian's room by now, taking the stairs before he stopped when his ass was slapped.
He suddenly moved faster than a man of his size probably seemed capable and pressed Fabian against the stone wall, crowding with his body and leaning in for a sharp nip to the younger man's chin as he pressed a thigh between Fabian's legs.]
Careful now, we're supposed to be cuddling and sleeping. [A smirk and another little nip.] Let's call this a teaser for another time....
[And then he began to withdraw.]
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A soft moan escapes him on one of his exhales, his brain flooding with so many endorphins at once that he feels dizzy, and sways forward a little as Vander draws away.]
Well, that's... That's... [For once, he is tongue-tied, and a strange high-pitched giggle escapes him instead of any words.]
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He reached out to steady Fabian as the other man swayed, drawing him in closer so Vander could toss an arm across the back of the other man's shoulders.]
Careful now, you're going to drop your clothes at this rate. Been awhile since you were forced submissive to anyone, huh?
[He nudged them up to keep walking. Places to be, rooms to cuddle in.]
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Yes, quite a while... And I- I like it very much.
[It's not like him to stutter, but his mind has gone a bit hazy.]
I will keep a hold of my clothing, otherwise everyone we pass will see how wild I am for you.
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Lots of relatively soft guys around these parts so far. Need a few more to push you around.
[Though Vander was willing to fill that void.]
Oh yeah? That would be a shame. People might make assumptions about us when we head to your room for some sleep.
[They would sleep; he intended for them to sleep but also, they might have to help Fabian out if the younger man was twisted around like that.]
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[That's one of the things that attracted him to Vander. His experience, his confidence, his age. It takes the pressure off of Fabian to always be in charge or know what to do, both in daily situations and sexual ones.]
Oh, no, we can't have that... My reputation as a sweet chaste virgin would never survive those allegations.
[Though it would be awkward if the two of them ran into either of Vander's daughters at this particular juncture.]