the sheen of a light oil spread over ren’s skin had mercury entranced, but he managed to pry himself away, changing out gloves for fresh ones and lighting a small candle. “let’s see what sort of designs i can make.” the first drip fell, and silver watched the wax harden against bare thigh. a pause, and then a second, a third. he worked over their thighs and took his time as he trailed small drips up their torso, creating pretty patterns for his eyes only, while his other hand soothed in circles.
coming to the conclusion that this was an interest had been surprising to say the least. ren had dealt with candles and the like for many, many years, but it hadn’t been until they’d seen the light flickering against mercury’s eyes that they’d felt that shudder run through their body. they hadn’t thought mercury would take that flirting over the fire pit so seriously, but now here they were. ren’s arms were raised near their head, fingers gripping onto the sheets if only because reaching for mercury would have been counter productive. there was something both arousing and embarrassing about being on display like this, straining through boxer briefs and looking up at mercury with eyes hazed and vulnerable, breathing heavily already from the luxurious slide of oil across their muscles. any other scenario and they might have been uncomfortable, but to be held by mercury, paying worship to each patch of skin, to feel him trail fire in the wake of his touch was like nothing they’d experienced before. this might be the death of them, already so turned on and mercury hadn’t even dripped the wax onto them yet.
they’d been quiet throughout most of the process, well, untalkative at least. apart from the occasional nod or shake ren had been too busy trying to understand whether they liked this or not. they liked mercury touching them, they liked his hands being this warm and being this warm, and feeling that warmth pool in their abdomen, but they still weren’t sure about the wax. the witch had never been exceedingly kinky, but this was pushing the boundaries of their designated safe zone. petaled hue had to stop their eyes rolling back as the first anticipative droplet fell, heat on top of heat, but not enough to burn their skin. watching mercury might have been the most enthralling part about it, seeing the lust in his eyes as the wax hardened. ren shuddered, face flushed, teeth tugging at the fat of their lower lip as they rolled their crown back into the pillows only to look back at mercury with more wanton desire. as the droplets trailed along their body ren started writhing, head starting to thrash from side to side as their sensitivity spiked each time the wax hit it’s mark. hips bucked and tiered gasps shattered long, heartfelt moans as their voice left them in breathy rasps.
‘ touch me, ’ they begged, pleaded. ‘ touch me, mercury, please. ’
