Between them they made very short work of the leathers, but the armor took considerably longer to remove. By that time they were perched on the edge of the bed, the clothes strewn untidily on the floor, and Teldryn was more than ready to start. But Lendri, who had boldly groped and kissed him throughout the undressing, had suddenly turned shy.
"You know, I've never seen a Dunmer without any clothes. The gray color...", Tentatively he ran a hand down Teldryn's arm. "It's fascinating. Can I...?"
I just let you help strip me almost naked, thought Teldryn, and you think you have to ask before just touching? But all he said was,"Be my guest."
Teldryn stayed still as the Bosmer's slender hands moved over his skin, over his arms and chest and thighs. Though the younger man had not yet touched him anywhere strictly sexual, there was something strangely very erotic about the gentle touching, and about being the focus of such rapt attention, especially as Lendri was kneeling tantalizingly between his legs. He was fully hard, and he bit back a moan as he pressed his palm to the tented cloth at his crotch.
"Seen enough?"
Lendri looked at him then, intently, eyes bright with lust. "Yeah, for now."
He tugged away the loincloth. A silver tongue ring shone wet and metallic behind his teeth as he grinned up at the Dunmer. "Let's see how you fit in my mouth." He wrapped his fingers around the base of Teldryn's shaft and mouthed the head. Teldryn sighed in pleasure, admiring the sprinkling of freckels on the Bosmer's shoulders, but even as he shivered in anticipation something a little unsettling crossed his mind.
"Lendri. Your t-teeth--" He stammered to a halt and bit his lip as the ring slid over the slit of his cock. "Whenever you smile your teeth have always looked a little sharp."
The Bosmer glanced up, almost slyly, lips slick. He nipped the Dunmer's thigh. "Probably because they are. Best not to think about it."
He didn't give Teldryn a chance to say anything more, but eagerly started in on him, caressing the Dunmer's shaft with his lips and tongue, sucking messy and shameless like it was covered in honey. Teldryn gasped, and just reveled in it, let the Bosmer do whatever he pleased, any worries about sharp teeth driven from his mind. He moved his hand to the back of Lendri's head, running his fingers through the flossy blonde hair, gently guiding him a bit. Lendri served him a while longer and Teldryn gradually began to come undone, panting, tugging the Bosmer's hair. He tipped his head back, eyes half shut as his breath began to catch, high on the hot rush of arousal.
"Ahh--Lendri--"
The Bosmer took him deep then, licking indulgently. Teldryn tensed and cried out, hips jerking forward, spilling his seed down Lendri's throat. His eyes fluttered shut and he lay back on the bed, blissfully satisfied, enjoying the feel of Lendri licking at him as he grew softer. Then the tongue ring dragged over the head of his cock, but what had been a gently enticing tease before was now a concentrated pleasure that bordered on being torturous. He flinched, arching back, gasping, seeing stars. It was too much all at once, and even biting his lip he couldn't help but groan in his throat, clawing at the furs. It was over in a moment but it left him trembling, and it was several minutes before he cold find his voice. He sat up, and saw the Bosmer sitting on the bed beside him. Lendri looked more than a little pleased with himself.
"You're a fiend," Teldryn said, smoothing back the younger man's hair where he'd disarrayed it. "And I mean that in only the best way possible. Now, let me return the favor."
4
"You know, I've never seen a Dunmer without any clothes. The gray color...", Tentatively he ran a hand down Teldryn's arm. "It's fascinating. Can I...?"
I just let you help strip me almost naked, thought Teldryn, and you think you have to ask before just touching? But all he said was,"Be my guest."
Teldryn stayed still as the Bosmer's slender hands moved over his skin, over his arms and chest and thighs. Though the younger man had not yet touched him anywhere strictly sexual, there was something strangely very erotic about the gentle touching, and about being the focus of such rapt attention, especially as Lendri was kneeling tantalizingly between his legs. He was fully hard, and he bit back a moan as he pressed his palm to the tented cloth at his crotch.
"Seen enough?"
Lendri looked at him then, intently, eyes bright with lust. "Yeah, for now."
He tugged away the loincloth. A silver tongue ring shone wet and metallic behind his teeth as he grinned up at the Dunmer. "Let's see how you fit in my mouth." He wrapped his fingers around the base of Teldryn's shaft and mouthed the head. Teldryn sighed in pleasure, admiring the sprinkling of freckels on the Bosmer's shoulders, but even as he shivered in anticipation something a little unsettling crossed his mind.
"Lendri. Your t-teeth--" He stammered to a halt and bit his lip as the ring slid over the slit of his cock. "Whenever you smile your teeth have always looked a little sharp."
The Bosmer glanced up, almost slyly, lips slick. He nipped the Dunmer's thigh. "Probably because they are. Best not to think about it."
He didn't give Teldryn a chance to say anything more, but eagerly started in on him, caressing the Dunmer's shaft with his lips and tongue, sucking messy and shameless like it was covered in honey. Teldryn gasped, and just reveled in it, let the Bosmer do whatever he pleased, any worries about sharp teeth driven from his mind. He moved his hand to the back of Lendri's head, running his fingers through the flossy blonde hair, gently guiding him a bit. Lendri served him a while longer and Teldryn gradually began to come undone, panting, tugging the Bosmer's hair. He tipped his head back, eyes half shut as his breath began to catch, high on the hot rush of arousal.
"Ahh--Lendri--"
The Bosmer took him deep then, licking indulgently. Teldryn tensed and cried out, hips jerking forward, spilling his seed down Lendri's throat. His eyes fluttered shut and he lay back on the bed, blissfully satisfied, enjoying the feel of Lendri licking at him as he grew softer. Then the tongue ring dragged over the head of his cock, but what had been a gently enticing tease before was now a concentrated pleasure that bordered on being torturous. He flinched, arching back, gasping, seeing stars. It was too much all at once, and even biting his lip he couldn't help but groan in his throat, clawing at the furs. It was over in a moment but it left him trembling, and it was several minutes before he cold find his voice. He sat up, and saw the Bosmer sitting on the bed beside him. Lendri looked more than a little pleased with himself.
"You're a fiend," Teldryn said, smoothing back the younger man's hair where he'd disarrayed it. "And I mean that in only the best way possible. Now, let me return the favor."