[Elliot is, at least, not alone in these feelings he's been struggling with. Just like Liberi such as himself, Vouivre also deal with regular heat cycles during these warmer months...and they're typically a lot more intense. As with anything, the intensity mounts when you're sexually active, which they both are, and...honestly somehow, the fact it was coming slipped Sesa's mind. Maybe it's because he's been busy or distracted, or perhaps he'd been trying to not think about it, lest he over think it or something. They'd only fooled around so far, their intimacy- though intimate- hadn't gone all of the way.
Elliot's stolen glances are not missed by Sesa as he works today, able to feel his gaze upon him in a way that makes him want to show off. He flexes unnecessarily as he reaches for things, pulls his hair back off his neck and shoulders to make it more visible, etc. It's all mindless posturing, with the two of them effectively circling one another wordlessly without actually making a move.
...until night falls, and Elliot decides that no, he is going to be the one to make said move. He is going to perch himself pretty in Sesa's lap in a way that demands his full and undivided attention. It would have been impossible to ignore even if Sesa weren't suffering similarly.]
Ellie.
[He croons as he pulls his claws through the back of his hair, letting Elliot bury his face against his neck as he brings his other hand up to rest at the small of his back.]
You could have said something a lot sooner, you know.
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Elliot's stolen glances are not missed by Sesa as he works today, able to feel his gaze upon him in a way that makes him want to show off. He flexes unnecessarily as he reaches for things, pulls his hair back off his neck and shoulders to make it more visible, etc. It's all mindless posturing, with the two of them effectively circling one another wordlessly without actually making a move.
...until night falls, and Elliot decides that no, he is going to be the one to make said move. He is going to perch himself pretty in Sesa's lap in a way that demands his full and undivided attention. It would have been impossible to ignore even if Sesa weren't suffering similarly.]
Ellie.
[He croons as he pulls his claws through the back of his hair, letting Elliot bury his face against his neck as he brings his other hand up to rest at the small of his back.]
You could have said something a lot sooner, you know.