For Sinric

[hot_water]

[OOC: From here.]

Tahno's rooms are gigantic. They're more a collection of suites, an apartment decked out in deep purple and black, with white and silver accents. He selected dark wood furniture with clean lines, with no slats or wicker to catch on clothes or skin.

He leads Sinric through the common room with its own bar to the bedroom with a stone, gas-operated fireplace and a sumptuous bed wreathed in black silk. "Make yerself comfortable," Tahno drawls, letting go of Sinric's hand.

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[hot_water]

"Really? I would have liked to have seen that," Tahno drawls, digging his thumbs into Sinric's shoulders with sweeping strokes. "And thanks. I like takin' care of my hair."

[thewidewideworld]

"Perhaps one day I can wash it for you. It always feels wonderful having someone else wash your hair for you."

[hot_water]

"Oh, totally," Tahno drawls, working the remaining oil into Sinric's shoulders. "I've got a pretty nice shower here if you're interested."

[thewidewideworld]

"I... I think I'd like that." He hesitants. "If you will permit?"

[hot_water]

"'Course," Tahno drawls, teasing out a stubborn knot. "I wouldn't have mentioned if I weren't okay with it."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric groans softly, eyes closed as Tahno works out the knot.

[hot_water]

And work on it he does, until he's satisfied that it won't bother the androgyne anymore. "Do ya do any heavy liftin'? Yer were super tense when I first started workin' on ya."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric chuckles softly. "Do I look to be one who lifts great weights. No, I feel I've held myself very tense for a long time."

Holding himself off the wounds across his rear while they were healing has somewhat caused his back and hips to go askew and have never been set right. Even after years.

[hot_water]

"That's understandable; you've probably got a lot on yer mind all the time," Tahno drawls, nodding thoughtfully. He rests both thumbs on Sinric's upper back before slowly sliding them down, with constant pressure. The waterbender lingers near the hips before beginning another stroke.

[thewidewideworld]

He groans softly as Tahno's thumbs move down to his hips, the area flushing red.

[hot_water]

Tahno chuckles, making circles with his palms, and using his fingertips to smooth out the muscle. "Ya blush easily. It's cute."

[thewidewideworld]

"With all I have seen and done, I shouldn't not. But alas, I do."

[hot_water]

Tahno drags his fingers down Sinric's back, gradually decreasing the pressure with each stroke. "Nah, don't try ta lose that part of yerself. It's adorable."

[thewidewideworld]

"I'm glad you find it so." Sinric sighs, still not sure how he feels about himself.

[hot_water]

Tahno's hands still on his back, and the waterbender taps the androgyne's spine with his index finger. "Did I offend ya?"

[thewidewideworld]

He lifts himself to turn and look to Tahno, reaching a hand out to brush his fingers over Tahno's knee.

"No, my dear friend, no. Forgive me. I'm still... finding myself; who I am, what I desire, who I want to be."

[hot_water]

Tahno considers this, and nods once. "Awright," he drawls, hooking some of Sinric's hair behind his ear. "Good luck. Findin' yerself is one of the most difficult things ya can do."

[thewidewideworld]

"I feel like here was the last place I knew myself." He cups Tahno's cheek, drawing me into a slow kiss. "Thank you for being patience with me."

[hot_water]

Tahno glides his lips over Sinric's, murmuring a soft, "Sure," against them. He brushes his thumb across Sinric's chin, keeping the kiss chaste.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric purrs softly into the kiss, cupping Tahno's cheek. He parts his lips a little, teasing his tongue just a little over Tahno's.

It's hard not to feel a little passionate, laying her uncovered to the curve of his rear.

[hot_water]

Tahno parts his lips with a laugh, tracing his tongue across Sinric's teeth. He cups the back of his head, burying his fingers in that beautiful hair, and scratching his scalp.

[thewidewideworld]

The feeling of Tahno's fingers in his hair makes him moan, parting his lips further. His tongue curls around Tahno's.

[hot_water]

Tahno wraps his free arm around Sinric's shoulders, pulling him closer. The waterbender's tongue flicks and teases Sinric's, and Tahno hums quietly against his lips. His eyes are closed, and his heart pounds in his chest.

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric's narrow shoulders fit neatly into Tahno's arms. He presses a hand to Tahno's chest, feeling his flying heart through Tahno's shirt.

[hot_water]

Tahno breathes Sinric in, tasting him. The waterbender groans into the androgyne's mouth, nipping his bottom lip.