[ It feels good to be out in the forest and under the branching arms of the trees, new green leaves starting to appear along their thin fingers. Though it's still cold, the ground beneath them edged with frost in the deep shadows, Halsin feels warmed both inside and out, energised by the slender body in his lap and the quiet life all around them. He buries his face against Iggy's collarbone and praises him with words and low noises of pleasure, mouthing at his shoulder as Iggy rises and falls in his lap.
His hands fall to Iggy's ass; he squeezes him, enjoying the flex of muscle and soft skin under his palms, the way he takes him so deep. Lost in sensation, he almost misses Iggy's complaint at first, pulling back to look at him, eyes gold-flecked and leaning heated into the kiss. Then he realises, and flinches his hands away immediately, horrified. ]
Oh, I'm so sorry, my darling. I don't -- sometimes I don't know my own strength. [ He laughs breathlessly, carefully stroking his fingertips down the curve of Iggy's spine instead. ]
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His hands fall to Iggy's ass; he squeezes him, enjoying the flex of muscle and soft skin under his palms, the way he takes him so deep. Lost in sensation, he almost misses Iggy's complaint at first, pulling back to look at him, eyes gold-flecked and leaning heated into the kiss. Then he realises, and flinches his hands away immediately, horrified. ]
Oh, I'm so sorry, my darling. I don't -- sometimes I don't know my own strength. [ He laughs breathlessly, carefully stroking his fingertips down the curve of Iggy's spine instead. ]