You've not even begun to see what Faerghus has to offer.
[Yuri stills, and Dimitri's hands tense on his hips. There's plenty that Faerghus has to offer him right now, right here, beneath his pink pretty slit, and it's maddening to try to keep still and focus his mind on the discussion at hand, especially now that he's left aching for sensation that's no longer coming.]
A flower like you would wither in the heat of the south. In Faerghus you would bloom.
[His lips part, his tongue darting out to wet them, and he rocks his hips just slightly, showing the power in his alpha's body, lifting Yuri an inch or two with the roll of it before settling them both back down again.]
However cold our winters, we know quite well how to stay warm there.
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[Yuri stills, and Dimitri's hands tense on his hips. There's plenty that Faerghus has to offer him right now, right here, beneath his pink pretty slit, and it's maddening to try to keep still and focus his mind on the discussion at hand, especially now that he's left aching for sensation that's no longer coming.]
A flower like you would wither in the heat of the south. In Faerghus you would bloom.
[His lips part, his tongue darting out to wet them, and he rocks his hips just slightly, showing the power in his alpha's body, lifting Yuri an inch or two with the roll of it before settling them both back down again.]
However cold our winters, we know quite well how to stay warm there.