[Huaisang smiles sheepishly, coming close so that he can be gathered into Chris' arms but being careful not to initiate the touch.] I'm not a patient person.
[Pouting a little, Huaisang gives Chris a sweetly coaxing look in order to earn forgiveness for his disobedience of Chris' instructions.] And I wanted more kisses. As soon as possible.
[Chris' hands fall to Huasiang's lower back, perhaps not a full embrace, but close enough like one to have his arms mostly wrapped around the other man. An amused smile flits across Chris' lips and he leans in as though to kiss him....but stops just shy.]
[Huaisang's expression instantly shifts from apologetically coaxing to puppy-eyed pleading, not an ounce of shame in his body.] Oh, please, Chris, I'm sorry, I'll be so good for you, I'll beg, anything you want, please please please please please.
[Huaisang loves the opportunity to beg a bit, and he doesn't have any pride to get in the way--as long as he knows he's being kindly and respectfully handled. Licking his own lips hopefully, Huaisang's breath quivers in his chest as he presses closer, begging both physically and verbally but being good and not stealing the withheld kiss.]
[Perhaps a little too easily given for Chris' preferences, but that didn't make it less enjoyable. He smiles.]
That's better.
[And leans in to press a firm kiss on Huaisang's lips. His thumbs brush lightly along the other man's spine where they rest and when he finally breaks the kiss, it's only because the water's reached level and he pulls away entirely to turn the knob. Steam settles near the surface of the water and he takes a moment to carefully climb in himself before turning back to offer a hand to his companion.]
[Huaisang gladly climbs into the tub, careful to let Chris arrange how he settles. Usually he's quick to tangle himself around his lovers, liking to be as entwined as possible, so he's trying to actively tamp down that impulse.
Reaching up, Huaisang chooses a bottle of scented oil, rose and vanilla, but he waits a moment after he uncorks it. Chris has shown himself to have strong preferences, and Huaisang doesn't want to add the bath oil to the water without his approval.]
[He's comfortable enough being Huaisang's backrest and arranges them so he can keep his hands along the other man's sides and hips. A bit of a compromise when he can tell his companion is more tactile than his baseline...but it's abundantly clear he's going against his own nature to meet Chris' comfort too and that means...quite a bit.
He spies the scent over a slim shoulder and presses his lips against Huaisang's skin.]
A lovely scent combination. I'll use rose water or sandalwood-soaked waters in my hair from time to time myself. A lot of the soap products here are a bit harsher than I'm used to.
[Huaisang is happy to be held like this, relaxing into Chris' arms, and he spills a generous amount of the oil into the water to leave them both sweet-scented and moisturized.] I've experienced the same. I'm nobility back home, so I'm used to having every indulgence. At the very least, it's hard to take care of my hair the way I would back home.
[Tipping his head back a bit, Huaisang lets his hair spill onto Chris' shoulder, but nothing more than that just yet.] Is it all right if I rest my head on your shoulder?
[He measures himself a moment, checking in before answering, but whether through the setting or the still lingering attachment of their sexual encounter, he finds himself fairly well relaxed in the water. His fingers continue their idle tracing on Huaisang's skin.]
Please do. It's nice.
I...like contact, my head's just picky for when it's okay. The more it's based in 'function' and usefulness, the more acceptable it is. A handshake feels different than holding someone's hand as we walk. I know it doesn't make sense, but you've been nothing but kind for it today.
[Which rightly deserves a kiss to his lovely hair since it's so near anyway.]
I do not live my life prioritizing the things that make sense, [Huaisang insists, voice lilting and playful.] I'd much rather prioritize emotions and pleasure. I don't know if there's any philosopher in the world who can make sense of why some people find pleasure in certain things and not in others. Sometimes there are complications or underlying issues, but sometimes it's just ... people don't like a sensation.
There's no need for things to make sense. If anyone expects me to account for why I like being chased, or tickled... they're out of luck. I just do.
Anyway, what I mean is just that you don't have to make sense of it. Even if what you want and what's comfortable is different from day to day. It's okay to negotiate these things every single time. Even small things are worth negotiating, if they're important to someone.
[Chris gives a good natured scoff and shakes his head.]
Maybe I'd take easier to it if my thoughts worked as yours do. Practicality reigns too heavily in my mind, so while emotions and desires are things I wish to give more attention to, it's not always possible.
But...your wisdom is appreciated and noted. You've a point that negotiation and communication are key regardless, even if it's not a traditional scene.
[It reminds him of how Ra'ah had started taking his wrist back home, a small indicator the rouge wanted to hold Chris' hand, but was letting him decide if or when. Perhaps he should consider making the suggestion to others...once he can get over how self-centered and presumptive the request would sound.]
I'm Ardrí back home -a king...trying to chase down or reason out my own mind in regards to these things has been thoroughly de-prioritized compared to other things.
[Huaisang nods his understanding at that, happy to offer as much sympathy as he can for Chris' complications.] I'm high-ranking nobility back home. I govern a large and powerful province.
I'm immensely grateful for the reprieve of being here. Where one can explore ... other priorities. [Huaisang's smile is impish and inviting, always ready to be tempted back toward pleasure and wickedness.]
[Chris leans in again to kiss Huaisang's temple and then the side of his head.]
That is one of the good things about this place: plenty of room to stretch a back that's not holding a land up. We deserve what breathing room we can for it.
[He could certainly be tempted again, perhaps something more soft this time. The afternoon is young yet, when he leans in further to kiss Huaisang's shoulder.]
[Nodding cheerfully at that, Huaisang tips his head to allow better access to his shoulder and along the length of his neck, if Chris can be tempted that way. He lets his eyes close, focused entirely on the physical pleasure of having Chris close behind him, the warmth of the bath, the soft kisses that speak of the beginnings of affection between them.] I've encountered many good things about this place. Good and talented and handsome ...
[Leaving the flirtation to trail off, Huaisang laughs, soft and playful.]
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[Pouting a little, Huaisang gives Chris a sweetly coaxing look in order to earn forgiveness for his disobedience of Chris' instructions.] And I wanted more kisses. As soon as possible.
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And what makes you think you've earned them?
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[Huaisang loves the opportunity to beg a bit, and he doesn't have any pride to get in the way--as long as he knows he's being kindly and respectfully handled. Licking his own lips hopefully, Huaisang's breath quivers in his chest as he presses closer, begging both physically and verbally but being good and not stealing the withheld kiss.]
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That's better.
[And leans in to press a firm kiss on Huaisang's lips. His thumbs brush lightly along the other man's spine where they rest and when he finally breaks the kiss, it's only because the water's reached level and he pulls away entirely to turn the knob. Steam settles near the surface of the water and he takes a moment to carefully climb in himself before turning back to offer a hand to his companion.]
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Reaching up, Huaisang chooses a bottle of scented oil, rose and vanilla, but he waits a moment after he uncorks it. Chris has shown himself to have strong preferences, and Huaisang doesn't want to add the bath oil to the water without his approval.]
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He spies the scent over a slim shoulder and presses his lips against Huaisang's skin.]
A lovely scent combination. I'll use rose water or sandalwood-soaked waters in my hair from time to time myself. A lot of the soap products here are a bit harsher than I'm used to.
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[Tipping his head back a bit, Huaisang lets his hair spill onto Chris' shoulder, but nothing more than that just yet.] Is it all right if I rest my head on your shoulder?
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Please do. It's nice.
I...like contact, my head's just picky for when it's okay. The more it's based in 'function' and usefulness, the more acceptable it is. A handshake feels different than holding someone's hand as we walk. I know it doesn't make sense, but you've been nothing but kind for it today.
[Which rightly deserves a kiss to his lovely hair since it's so near anyway.]
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There's no need for things to make sense. If anyone expects me to account for why I like being chased, or tickled... they're out of luck. I just do.
Anyway, what I mean is just that you don't have to make sense of it. Even if what you want and what's comfortable is different from day to day. It's okay to negotiate these things every single time. Even small things are worth negotiating, if they're important to someone.
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Maybe I'd take easier to it if my thoughts worked as yours do. Practicality reigns too heavily in my mind, so while emotions and desires are things I wish to give more attention to, it's not always possible.
But...your wisdom is appreciated and noted. You've a point that negotiation and communication are key regardless, even if it's not a traditional scene.
[It reminds him of how Ra'ah had started taking his wrist back home, a small indicator the rouge wanted to hold Chris' hand, but was letting him decide if or when. Perhaps he should consider making the suggestion to others...once he can get over how self-centered and presumptive the request would sound.]
I'm Ardrí back home -a king...trying to chase down or reason out my own mind in regards to these things has been thoroughly de-prioritized compared to other things.
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I'm immensely grateful for the reprieve of being here. Where one can explore ... other priorities. [Huaisang's smile is impish and inviting, always ready to be tempted back toward pleasure and wickedness.]
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That is one of the good things about this place: plenty of room to stretch a back that's not holding a land up. We deserve what breathing room we can for it.
[He could certainly be tempted again, perhaps something more soft this time. The afternoon is young yet, when he leans in further to kiss Huaisang's shoulder.]
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[Leaving the flirtation to trail off, Huaisang laughs, soft and playful.]