Gazing down at the younger man, Rhys felt a surge of dark satisfaction. Yes, this was what he'd intended when he'd invited Cy here. He was going to get exactly what he wanted, and give the other professor something to remember him by, even if he could never talk him into this again.
The Potions professor pulled the linen tunic over his head, revealing his own broad chest, black hair curling against the pale skin. He wasn't built like someone who worked out, but there was no denying the power in his frame, the muscle beneath the skin, and ... something else, too. A faint wash of color, some sort of design that seemed to dance just below the surface, like his veins, and then was gone. Teeth flashed in his smile, and then nimble fingers were at the button of Cy's trousers, deftly undoing it, pulling the zip down, then the trousers themselves, baring the younger man smoothly.
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Date: 2012-03-26 11:28 pm (UTC)From:The Potions professor pulled the linen tunic over his head, revealing his own broad chest, black hair curling against the pale skin. He wasn't built like someone who worked out, but there was no denying the power in his frame, the muscle beneath the skin, and ... something else, too. A faint wash of color, some sort of design that seemed to dance just below the surface, like his veins, and then was gone. Teeth flashed in his smile, and then nimble fingers were at the button of Cy's trousers, deftly undoing it, pulling the zip down, then the trousers themselves, baring the younger man smoothly.