[mouth] Florian @ Carter
[ mouth ] — sender gives receiver oral
For once, Carter hadn't even been intending on working the other up. He'd been training away in his own training grounds, fists slamming against a dummy just to burn off some energy, when he'd caught sight of Florian from the corner of his eye. He didn't move to the other, continuing the martial practice for a time, until evetually the other's staring had gotten the better of him.
"Can I help you with something, Florian, or are you just observing?" His voice wasn't angry at least, tipping his head in one direction as the other approach... Only to slip to his knees. What may have been a slight chub from the exertion of training was very much hard when the other began to nuzzle at him through the fabric of his smallclothes, and then that was being pulled aside. A hand settled immediately at the back of the other's head. Letting Florian decide the pace for the time being.













