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steam accumulates nearest the anatomy of the ceiling. indifferent whispers of heat disperse into the crevasses of the room — yearning for purpose — whilst vaporous appendages solicit harmony of the air’s density. kneading against flesh, a misted embrace, the chancellor’s posture confides within the warmth — attenuating its strength with leisure of breath. SENSUOUS. the room’s architecture elaborates upon its grace, albeit the foundation’s extravagance reflects the profligacy of the empire. never an investment short of ostentation.
accretion of bubbles spurs digits into play, whimsical as they compress, manipulate and contour the fragility of shapeless matter. TEASING. lips participate, furthering impermanent delight. with swift, successive puffs of vivacity, the immortal scatters the bath’s foam about the floor from palms to granite —— a floor not of his possession.
lower body submerged — unclothed — within the obscurity of glinted froth, he awaits the belated appearance of an unsuspecting owner. the high commander possesses tenacity, to say the least. having endured the mundane ( bordering lackluster ) personality of the emperor for six hours would fatigue any man, but one of his determinism would outlast even iedolas’s corrosion. surely, returning to an ‘occupied’ dwelling will prove favorable.
privacy narrates a reserved commotion at the entrance to the bathing chamber. with turn of handle, an invitation to perplexity. charm maneuvers — distinguishes — through the haze; a proclivity in accordance with the identification of heterochromia. a rarity of discoloration, both dominative and enticing, attribute the fleuret’s eyes; their virtue expressing bewilderment in meeting those of the chancellor. lips tighten, rhetoric seated upon tongue. ardyn alleviates the high commander’s vexation with a lengthened sigh. water displaces as he situates himself, elongating curve of spine. with but a single arm, saturated in its motion, he beckons the wit of his visitor.
“ ravus , how kind of you to join me —— ”
comical, given they converse not in the immortal’s chambers, but in the commander’s. guiltless was his glance, and mischievous his smile. ardyn evaluates the other’s poise with assiduous intent — motivated — and trials their compliance. curl of finger provokes, luster of amber gaze indication for immediacy. ardyn has waited.
“ ——— come h e r e . ”
the smog consumes; invigorating. ravus ( tentatively ) obeys him, approaching, whilst optics surmount the unpredictability lurking behind that of ardyn’s pupils. as though a basilisk entreating the fondness of its prey, ardyn guides ravus into the vicinity of his temperament, and graces the man’s jaw line with left pointer and middle fingers. a deferred gesture, one intended for an hour long past, challenges the greed entwined with extended hand. exercising patience — reserving yearn — ardyn hesitates. optics flicker; impulsivity takes its course.
with fractioned concern, he thieves the commander of balance, and pulls him to the temperatures of the water’s depths. heat spoils to the floor, suds and perfumes alike, as ravus’s imperial uniform is blemished by its absorption of water. merely turning face ( until foreign arms stop thrashing about ), ardyn impassively abides by his tolerance. the perimeter of the tub insists the capacity of a single body, and with precision, the immortal disregards this.
gasps deviate as ardyn positions ravus upright, arms now furtively draped around the younger male. a purr, as it were, relies on the nearness of the fleuret’s ear; ardyn expressing gratitude of a presence long anticipated. lips discover — involve themselves along the length of the commander’s neck. SULTRY.
“ my … mhn … sincerest apologies —— what a mess , i’ve created . ”
formless clarity of rationale persists within silence. REPORT ME ( it jests ), yet stillness remains. bodies drenched, rawness leading the late hour, ardyn’s hand is seized — willingly submissive to the acute sharpness of an artificial palm. ravus does not mishandle. rather, synthetic digits caress, guide, and allude.
returning sentiment, ravus’s lips meet ardyn’s wrist.
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