[Nikolai feels electrified, like the neon signs shopkeepers place in their windows. His breath hitches as Cardan's hand sneaks into his underwear and curls around his shaft. His hips push his back against the firm line of Cardan's erection, grinding against him in a slow, sinuous roll. All of him lifts up like the hairs on the back of his neck, all of him buzzes with the knowledge that he would let this man do whatever he wants with him. That kind of control he has released only to Alina, and he knows Cardan only half as well.
But he's always found thrill in the unknown, the unexpected.]
It would be rude of me to dominate the conversation...
[Besides, he's finding it a little difficult to think about all his ambitions for Ravka while Cardan nibbles at his ear and flicks open his shirt buttons one by one, fingers whispering over his stomach. Nikolai assists by pulling his necktie looser, until it becomes just a length of silk hanging about his collar. As more of him becomes unwrapped, he can't help but wonder, What will the neighbors see when they glance out the window?]
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But he's always found thrill in the unknown, the unexpected.]
It would be rude of me to dominate the conversation...
[Besides, he's finding it a little difficult to think about all his ambitions for Ravka while Cardan nibbles at his ear and flicks open his shirt buttons one by one, fingers whispering over his stomach. Nikolai assists by pulling his necktie looser, until it becomes just a length of silk hanging about his collar. As more of him becomes unwrapped, he can't help but wonder, What will the neighbors see when they glance out the window?]