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"I guess I am. I am not a contrary sort of person, but the fact that your situation has these hang ups makes me want to challenge it and fix things in your life. ...I confess there was a part of me that is always waiting for a trap, but you've managed to made me feel welcomed regardless."

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"I don't blame you for that. You happened upon two of the better commanding officers in the military, for that. Coen is the honorable sort, and were I given the option I would never limit another person's freedom." If he can't be free, at least he can make sure everyone else is, where he can. 

"I certainly wouldn't mind if you decided to take up that challenge," he adds, looking up at him from under his lashes. He gets the impression that a solution that hurt Gael wouldn't be acceptable to Zephyrinus, so he has no objections, really. 

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Snort. "Do you now?"

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"Not at all," he confirms, stepping a little closer, though still a bit tentative. 

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"Good." He eyes the distance and then pulls Jaim closer and into a kiss.

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!!!

Kiss!

Jaim is very enthusiastic about this development. Also, very cooperative about dragging. Being bent over that far can't be comfortable, however. It's possible they should switch positions, else he's going to end up half in Zephyrinus' lap shortly. 

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That sounds like an excellent plan, actually.

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Well, then he can have a lapful of Jaim pressed up against him. Also, a curious hand exploring his shoulders and chest, and another threaded into his hair, and a much nicer angle to kiss from. 

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Zephyrinus makes a pleased noise and holds Jaim tight in one had while using the other to reach under his shirt and to his chest.

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...Jaim would like to get rid of that shirt now, but this sounds like a challenge with the wings in the way. He can undo some buttons, at least, removing the hand from Zephyrinus' hair to do so, and leaning into his grip. He gets down to about mid chest before he gets impatient with it and leaves it as is, his hand joining the other one in its explorations. 

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Zephyrinus resists the temptation to rip it to shreds and instead just explores the newly available area. He pulls Jaim's hair to expose his neck, which he kisses.

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The hair pulling gets a pleased gasp, the neck kisses a happy sigh. He leans into the grip on his hair to give better access, his hands pausing in his distraction.

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Oh, good. He starts nibbling at the neck and experimentally bite. He manages to get his legs in a position to lock Jaim in place as well.

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Judging by the noises he makes - nibbling: good! Biting: even better! 

Locking him into place presses him even closer to Zephyrinus' body, making him melt against him - also, it suddenly becomes very noticeable that neither of them is wearing any clothing below the waist.

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Zephyrinus had noticed that himself, Jaim probably is also noticing Zephyrinus'.

He likes all those reactions. And in a world where magic is often associated with pain, he is well-aware of the existence of people who enjoy it, while not being one himself.

His fingertips grow sharp icicles and Zephyrinus runs them over Jaim's skin, their chill contrasting with the strong warmth from the pool.

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The icicles pull a long, breathy moan from him, and a full-body shudder. When they first touch his skin his body tries to flinch away from them - being unable to move very far thanks to Zephyrinus' grip on him is very nice, and he quickly starts arching towards them instead.

The arching presses him harder into the space between Zephyrinus' legs, rubbing up against him, precum and the water clinging to their skin leaving just the right amount of friction - his mouth drops open, his breath catching and moans coming to a brief stop at the pleasure.

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The mouth can get an icy kiss for making such wonderful noises.

He has decided that the shirt really needs to go. He tightens his lock around Jaim's legs and starts the process of removing the wings, and then the offending piece of fabric. That he is rubbing against Jaim goes without saying.

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Mmmm cold kisses. He continues to make little choked gasping noises in time with their movements, muffled by Zephyrinus' lips.

He feels a brief moment of sadness about the wings coming off, but it's quickly shoved aside by the realization of why, and then by everything else he is feeling just now. Once the buttons are dealt with the shirt sleeves slip down from his shoulders to bunch around his elbows, his hands still caught between their bodies. After a moment he slips them free one at a time, letting the shirt fall to the water below, and then settling his hands lightly on Zephyrinus' thighs to give him more support and leverage. 

 

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He gives the neglected back some love. And some ice-sharp claws. He kisses Jaim's neck and then licks it with a tongue covered in ice needles. Enjoying the resulting moans these produces. If Jaim is paying any attention, he will realize that Zephyrinus is using ice magic to stand steady on the water. Zephyrinus has no intention to let Jaim have enough brain capacity to notice that.

Then, he changes how he is holding Jaim to get his legs around Zephyrinus' waist. Intent clear.

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He definitely loses the capacity to notice much aside from cold and pain and pleasure before he can notice anything going on in the water below.

Icy claws at his back produces more mixed flinch and press back reactions - Zephyrinus should be able to feel the raised scars there - but the tongue of cold needles quickly leaves him entirely pliant again. The moans and gasps continue either way. 

The repositioning gives him a bit more space to think, if a bit erratically, "-do you want -more than water?" He gets out between gasping breaths and shudders, trying to focus enough to think this part through a bit more. He doesn't mind the pain - the pain is good - and he'll have to heal himself before he gets back to the fort anyway - he has the focus for the light muscle relaxant, at least, he could do that one in his sleep - he does, the Life spell nearly automatic, he doesn't even need an incantation.

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"I was going to try figuring out something on my own, but since you have an alternative." Zephyrinus says before giving a quick kiss on the lips.

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Kiss! And a moment to focus on another spell - he doesn't have as much practice with this one, he usually wasn't the one using it, and it's high-first tier besides. He reaches back to press a couple fingers inside of himself, head tipping back a bit at the sensation, and uses them to direct the thread more easily. 

"Slick," he murmurs, the incantation directing the mana to coalesce into a, as the word suggested, slick oily substance around his fingers, which he pulls out again after a moment, reaching further down to spread some of it on Zephyrinus' shaft with a few slightly awkward (given the angle) strokes, and then releasing him with a wanting look in his eyes. 

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"What a convenient spell." Zephyrinus says. He takes a moment to proper position himself and delivers what that wanting look so desires, he is gentle but steady. Making his way in and keeping eye contact with Jaim.

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"One of my f-haa-" his words are cut off, along with any other sound, his voice getting caught in his throat on it's way to his parted lips.

The slow, steady press inside of him sends his head falling back - he tries to keep eye contact, but it's difficult to focus on anything else. 

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Yes, he likes that reaction. Zephyrinus will help with the eye contact by holding Jaim's head steady. Here, he is pulling Jaim's hair and holding it tight.

Simultaneously, he is also thrusting his hips rhythmically.

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