Well it appeared that his ex-Apprentice still did learn very quickly. Good. At the teasing touches at the waistline of his pants, Medivh uttered another soft chuckle as he rolled his hips slightly into the other man. The feel of Khadgar's hand against his bare skin was wonderful though - and he wanted more of it. All over. Not just in the obvious place.
"Uhnn..." Came the unbidden sound from his throat when Khadgar both let his hair go and bit down on the side of his neck. No doubt, he added a mark to add to the collection he all ready had. His eyes were shut when the Archmage had pulled away, so he didn't see that expression. Before he could mentally regroup, he felt just the barest brush of their noses as Khadgar leaned in, and the Magus sucked in a breath, knowing his lips were right there. The touches to his neck and hair were wonderful and he stilled a moment when Khadgar did the same teasing trick he did earlier, moving away and nuzzling under his chin. The little.... Well! We'll see about that Apprentice.
The hand that had now gripped his hard on through his pants only made him more determined to show just who was the one with more experience here (though to be honest, Khadgar was surprising him and delightfully so). The Magus shivered as he rolled in a subtle sinuous movement into that hand. He would have to be careful though because he would probably not last long if the other man kept that up. Time for a distraction!
Shoving him a little harder into the wall, Medivh's hand slid down Khadgar's chest before snaking back up again - holding his throat to keep the other man in place. No, he was not adding pressure to affect the other man's breathing - nor was he using his nails. The touch was firm, but obviously careful. The action was rather spontaneous since the Archmage didn't have as much hair to grab as he did. Medivh used this brief surprise to dive in for a heated kiss. This time there was no teasing.
Unpracticed though he may be - getting kissed by Medivh was much like the Master Mage himself. Unpredictable, mercurial, very powerful and far from subtle. Tender and sensual one moment, and suddenly rough the next as his teeth nibbled and pinched gently. And apparently he was just as talented with his tongue as he was using it to scathe verbally with sharp wit.
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"Uhnn..." Came the unbidden sound from his throat when Khadgar both let his hair go and bit down on the side of his neck. No doubt, he added a mark to add to the collection he all ready had. His eyes were shut when the Archmage had pulled away, so he didn't see that expression. Before he could mentally regroup, he felt just the barest brush of their noses as Khadgar leaned in, and the Magus sucked in a breath, knowing his lips were right there. The touches to his neck and hair were wonderful and he stilled a moment when Khadgar did the same teasing trick he did earlier, moving away and nuzzling under his chin. The little.... Well! We'll see about that Apprentice.
The hand that had now gripped his hard on through his pants only made him more determined to show just who was the one with more experience here (though to be honest, Khadgar was surprising him and delightfully so). The Magus shivered as he rolled in a subtle sinuous movement into that hand. He would have to be careful though because he would probably not last long if the other man kept that up. Time for a distraction!
Shoving him a little harder into the wall, Medivh's hand slid down Khadgar's chest before snaking back up again - holding his throat to keep the other man in place. No, he was not adding pressure to affect the other man's breathing - nor was he using his nails. The touch was firm, but obviously careful. The action was rather spontaneous since the Archmage didn't have as much hair to grab as he did. Medivh used this brief surprise to dive in for a heated kiss. This time there was no teasing.
Unpracticed though he may be - getting kissed by Medivh was much like the Master Mage himself. Unpredictable, mercurial, very powerful and far from subtle. Tender and sensual one moment, and suddenly rough the next as his teeth nibbled and pinched gently. And apparently he was just as talented with his tongue as he was using it to scathe verbally with sharp wit.