[He waits until his foot has been released before stretching where he sits. His body may not need the massage but he so loves the attention. Rising to his feet, he steps away from the water. He could start to remove his clothes himself but why deprive Ignacio of that pleasure?
Lestat smiles at him and waits instead, just admiring the beautiful lines of his lover as he does.]
[ There was something about the opportunity to just spend hours worshiping at the altar of Lestat that gave Ignacio such a thrill. He was so pleased that his lover was indulging him, allowing him to take his time to pamper his body regardless of any practical need.
Slowly, he removed each article of clothing. A sensual slide of fabric along skin, his eyes tracking the way the material would glide along what he thought was perfection itself. By the time he had completely unwrapped him, he felt completely hypnotized by his lover's body.
There was a moment where time seemed to stop, where he stood before Lestat, as naked as he, his eyes feasting on his appearance. It was then he took his face in his hands and leaned in to kiss him. ]
[Because of all the blood he's been drinking here, his skin is like white marble. Flawless, hard. He's like a statue of a man, crafted to perfection. In this instance, crafted to be perfect for Iggy.
Leaning into the kiss, he sighs. Lightly, his own fingers trail along the more tanned flesh of his lover as he sinks into how lovely those lips feel against his own.]
You love me more every time you see me. I can see it in your eyes.
ok to handwave the rest of this lovely pampering and love-fest? <3 <3
[ How could he not? Lestat was glorious, more than he could ever ask for. And Ignacio was going to spend hours in abject worship of him before he took him to bed and made love to him until the sun rose. ]
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[He waits until his foot has been released before stretching where he sits. His body may not need the massage but he so loves the attention. Rising to his feet, he steps away from the water. He could start to remove his clothes himself but why deprive Ignacio of that pleasure?
Lestat smiles at him and waits instead, just admiring the beautiful lines of his lover as he does.]
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Slowly, he removed each article of clothing. A sensual slide of fabric along skin, his eyes tracking the way the material would glide along what he thought was perfection itself. By the time he had completely unwrapped him, he felt completely hypnotized by his lover's body.
There was a moment where time seemed to stop, where he stood before Lestat, as naked as he, his eyes feasting on his appearance. It was then he took his face in his hands and leaned in to kiss him. ]
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Leaning into the kiss, he sighs. Lightly, his own fingers trail along the more tanned flesh of his lover as he sinks into how lovely those lips feel against his own.]
You love me more every time you see me. I can see it in your eyes.
ok to handwave the rest of this lovely pampering and love-fest? <3 <3
[ How could he not? Lestat was glorious, more than he could ever ask for. And Ignacio was going to spend hours in abject worship of him before he took him to bed and made love to him until the sun rose. ]