there is a budding fluttering in his belly when viktor's thin fingers poise over his leg, consequently his brace, and anticipating a full on touch (and desiring such), his thighs flex.
the same way he puffs his chest out a bit, as the visceral cluster of acts makes himself look more pleasing— his subconscious hopes. he nods with the reins bunched into his hands; and with that, the gelding starts walking; jayce is who halts him into an impatient, standing march. ]
Yeah, It's alright— and Warhammer's more than ready.
[ he raises his brows in waiting, as if to say: did I do a good job with the name? ]
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there is a budding fluttering in his belly when viktor's thin fingers poise over his leg, consequently his brace, and anticipating a full on touch (and desiring such), his thighs flex.
the same way he puffs his chest out a bit, as the visceral cluster of acts makes himself look more pleasing— his subconscious hopes. he nods with the reins bunched into his hands; and with that, the gelding starts walking; jayce is who halts him into an impatient, standing march. ]
Yeah, It's alright— and Warhammer's more than ready.
[ he raises his brows in waiting, as if to say: did I do a good job with the name? ]