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ivan "pretty boy from barrayar" vorpatril ([personal profile] whatdidisay) wrote in [community profile] garrulously 2016-06-08 05:59 am (UTC)

They are sound-proof -- no one would have a decent workday at all if their patients kept getting interrupted by moans and gasps. Especially if they're like David's. Ivan barely holds back a shudder that threatens to run through him when the other main's nails bite into his back; breath catching in his throat again. Oh damn. He keeps every stroke of his hand steady, at the current pace -- it's working so well, after all -- but it's when the other man relaxes his hands on him that Ivan's tempted to pause.

He doesn't, but his eyes flicker up from where they'd dragged down to David's lips back up to meet his eyes. "Do you want something, David? It's okay, you can ask. You can always ask."

Ivan's eyes are darker than normal, and he too knows that he should let the other man take over from here. But he'll just ask the other man to demonstrate next time, to see if he's learned anything. And if not, well -- then Ivan gets to see him like this, hot under his hand and wanton. It's a damn appealing idea that he doesn't dwell on. Of course the other man's going to improve after this. His voice turns coaxing, touch more gentle but no less demanding as he draws his thumb over the head, "It's okay, you're doing good."

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