[As much as Fogado might have (jokingly) praised his self-restraint earlier, it's all abandoned Alcryst by now. Fogado's lips on his neck tear a breathy moan from him, something foreign to his own ears, and one hand tangles in Fogado's hair.]
Fogado-
[No 'Prince', this time. He'll apologize for the breach of decorum later.]
no subject
[As much as Fogado might have (jokingly) praised his self-restraint earlier, it's all abandoned Alcryst by now. Fogado's lips on his neck tear a breathy moan from him, something foreign to his own ears, and one hand tangles in Fogado's hair.]
Fogado-
[No 'Prince', this time. He'll apologize for the breach of decorum later.]