The King and the Matched Set

Ereuvir doesn't quite take his hands off Arkady, but he does lean up to the bedside drawer to bring back some of the thick oil Ashley would be used to. He does so without comment, for now. The boys are playing nicely again, more or less, and he doesn't feel the need to interrupt either one of them just yet, though it doesn't stop him from sliding his hands over skin, eyes dark and taking them both in.