Rhys gave him one last squeeze, then slid his hands over the younger man's ass, then down to his thighs. Then, with seemingly little effort he stood up, supporting Cy's weight and holding him flush up to his body as he carried the Runes professor across the room and to the door of his bed chamber, opening the door with a flick of his wand.
The older man's bedroom was ... interesting. The bed was draped with more of that cloth, gauze forming colorful curtains around the big, canopied bed, and there was more of that strange art on the walls, this somewhat more disturbing. A chest of drawers hosted a vast array of bottles and mysterious potions resting on top of it, and there was a huge armoire made of some dark wood pushed up against the far wall.
It was to the bed, though, that Rhys carried the younger man, setting his knees on the edge to spill Cy backward across the softness of the duvet.
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Date: 2012-03-26 02:22 am (UTC)From:The older man's bedroom was ... interesting. The bed was draped with more of that cloth, gauze forming colorful curtains around the big, canopied bed, and there was more of that strange art on the walls, this somewhat more disturbing. A chest of drawers hosted a vast array of bottles and mysterious potions resting on top of it, and there was a huge armoire made of some dark wood pushed up against the far wall.
It was to the bed, though, that Rhys carried the younger man, setting his knees on the edge to spill Cy backward across the softness of the duvet.