[ Drake hesitates. He's not picky. All he wants is something mutual, and he doesn't want to go too big and make Ephemera skittish of this. Or too small, and make it seem like he doesn't think the other man can handle something more.
But then Ephemera opens his eyes and asks Drake to tell him, so... ]
...I want you to ride me. So I can see you, touch you.
[ He keeps up the gentle touches, quickly following up with, ]
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But then Ephemera opens his eyes and asks Drake to tell him, so... ]
...I want you to ride me. So I can see you, touch you.
[ He keeps up the gentle touches, quickly following up with, ]
We don't have to. Or you could fuck me.