Ereuvir would be a bit surprised, if any of that was voiced. It's hard to say what in this house is already existent and what he's making up out of pure willpower and energy as they move along, but while the garment fits Ashley perfectly for what it's supposed to do, as though it was tailored to him, it came out of Ereuvir's wardrobe, and the way he'd talked about it before giving to Ashely seems to indicate that it was something he already had.
It maybe is more a comment on Ereuvir's tastes in fashion, certainly, than Ashley's, if nothing else, and perhaps also begs the question of whether it comes undone like this when he wears it and, if so, who he's worn it for.
Or, perhaps also, who he might yet be convinced to wear it for.
Ereuvir smirks at him as they make their slow way across the room. He lets Ashley find a comfortable pace... and then he tugs him along just the tiniest bit faster than that, not enough to be overwhelming or panic inducing, but enough to make it a bit of a struggle. The slight deepening of that smirk is all the warning Ashley gets before the plug doesn't do something as mundane as vibrate, but rather warms suddenly.
Ereuvir says nothing about it, though, just regards the hallway at the end of his rooms thoughtfully,
"Hmm... would you prefer to see the dining area first, or the library?" it's really more of a question of where Ashley would like to be fucked, but he likes games, and he plans on playing this one to the fullest.
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Date: 2018-10-08 11:18 am (UTC)From:It maybe is more a comment on Ereuvir's tastes in fashion, certainly, than Ashley's, if nothing else, and perhaps also begs the question of whether it comes undone like this when he wears it and, if so, who he's worn it for.
Or, perhaps also, who he might yet be convinced to wear it for.
Ereuvir smirks at him as they make their slow way across the room. He lets Ashley find a comfortable pace... and then he tugs him along just the tiniest bit faster than that, not enough to be overwhelming or panic inducing, but enough to make it a bit of a struggle. The slight deepening of that smirk is all the warning Ashley gets before the plug doesn't do something as mundane as vibrate, but rather warms suddenly.
Ereuvir says nothing about it, though, just regards the hallway at the end of his rooms thoughtfully,
"Hmm... would you prefer to see the dining area first, or the library?" it's really more of a question of where Ashley would like to be fucked, but he likes games, and he plans on playing this one to the fullest.