H-hah? In that case, I... ah... *Ikenna attempts a proper response, he does, and yet finding adequate words in this moment is far too difficult. Kailas’s hoarse voice so very plainly holds such affection and desire—it’s so very overwhelming, more than enough to steal away Ikenna’s breath. He doesn’t have the willpower nor the focus to even attempt to hide away just how much he’s affected by it all. It’s too much, really, too much, and leaves him only craving more.
Ikenna allows Kailas’s hand to guide his own down the younger man’s frame, his warm fingertips tracing carefully against each bit of skin revealed to him. He wants to touch each and every bit of Kailas’s perfect skin, wants to leave warmth, pleasure, add to that breathless sound to Kailas’s beautiful voice, he—Ikenna wants so very much in this moment, too much, really. A soft, breathless sound of his own escapes him as he struggles against that terrifyingly warm emotion swelling within his chest—it’s so intense he can hardly breathe around it.*
Anywhere… everywhere, Kailas, I want to… *he murmurs, his motions growing more confident, controlled, his warm hand drawing down Kailas’s torso, making his way to that most private, tempting place. His hand carefully brushes against the half-demon’s hard length, giving a slow, deliberate stroke, before drawing further down, touching, feeling with slow care. Meanwhile, he’s dropped the condom to the bed for the moment, more interested in popping open the container of lubricant with his free hand. The sooner he can properly prepare Kailas, the sooner he can grant that request—that desire that they both so desperately share.*