The awkward press of their lips as well as the reassurance that Medivh indeed have him did wonders to help soothe the Archmage enough to smile shakily and crack an eye open to glance towards Medivh. "You do seem to have everything, ahhh-- well in hand," he managed to get out with only minimal tremors in his voice, but he was grinning finally and pleasure furrowed brows released their tension just enough to lift a fraction in a strained bounce of the thick white.
It was short lived as the Archmage found himself shuddering and throwing his head back against Medivh's shoulder once more as he swore electricity was jumping through every muscle. A slow, staggered moan escaped, though was chased by a pleased gasp and his hips stuttered to a stop as a sharp breath had him reaching down to stop Medivh with a careful hand on his wrist. It was a form grip, but it was enough he hoped.
"M-Medivh stop." He hoped the other would understand that it was not a way to get out of making a bigger fool of himself, but to rearrange himself. He was careful with removing the others hand from his length and carefully squirmed to rest facing Medivh. Much better, he thought, though he knew he needed to say something to the Magus.
"I wanted to face you," he murmured suddenly, letting his mouth glide against the whiskered chin as he lead the other's hand back to his straining erection. "The angle will be a little awkward, my apologies..."
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The awkward press of their lips as well as the reassurance that Medivh indeed have him did wonders to help soothe the Archmage enough to smile shakily and crack an eye open to glance towards Medivh. "You do seem to have everything, ahhh-- well in hand," he managed to get out with only minimal tremors in his voice, but he was grinning finally and pleasure furrowed brows released their tension just enough to lift a fraction in a strained bounce of the thick white.
It was short lived as the Archmage found himself shuddering and throwing his head back against Medivh's shoulder once more as he swore electricity was jumping through every muscle. A slow, staggered moan escaped, though was chased by a pleased gasp and his hips stuttered to a stop as a sharp breath had him reaching down to stop Medivh with a careful hand on his wrist. It was a form grip, but it was enough he hoped.
"M-Medivh stop." He hoped the other would understand that it was not a way to get out of making a bigger fool of himself, but to rearrange himself. He was careful with removing the others hand from his length and carefully squirmed to rest facing Medivh. Much better, he thought, though he knew he needed to say something to the Magus.
"I wanted to face you," he murmured suddenly, letting his mouth glide against the whiskered chin as he lead the other's hand back to his straining erection. "The angle will be a little awkward, my apologies..."