12-03-2019, 04:22 PM
“Ah,” he said, like Dorian’s occupation made perfect sense, though of course this was a world Raffe barely comprehended -- and had not even known existed before Ascendancy turned everything on its head. Despite it he took it all in stride, unperturbed by the idea of agents within the police tasked with secretly covering these things up. Little ruffled him really. And maybe he was still willfully distracted by the hot brush of skin on skin as he helped with the gown.
A blush heated Nox’s neck when the ties fell. He was surprised by that, though not by the exhibitionist humour that followed. A warm grin greeted the silliness, quite content to play (and quite content to look). He was in no real rush to bring closure to the moment. Dorian carried the mantle of authority like he was used to being in charge, and the nurses would only stay away for so long before they’d come to at least see what the hold up was. They’d have to leave soon enough. “Hardly private,” he said, but he was laughing when he said it.
Raffe reached to prise away the jeans, grinning a moment at whatever thought clearly flashed through his head, though instead of sharing he bunched the leg ready for a foot to poke through. “Probably easiest if you sit on the bed.”
A blush heated Nox’s neck when the ties fell. He was surprised by that, though not by the exhibitionist humour that followed. A warm grin greeted the silliness, quite content to play (and quite content to look). He was in no real rush to bring closure to the moment. Dorian carried the mantle of authority like he was used to being in charge, and the nurses would only stay away for so long before they’d come to at least see what the hold up was. They’d have to leave soon enough. “Hardly private,” he said, but he was laughing when he said it.
Raffe reached to prise away the jeans, grinning a moment at whatever thought clearly flashed through his head, though instead of sharing he bunched the leg ready for a foot to poke through. “Probably easiest if you sit on the bed.”