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Liem Talbott

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Liem's mindscape is dark; quiet; contemplative. Any feelings or sensations that Liem doesn't intentionally project himself seem distant, as though echoing from a far-off room. Following any given sense to its source is bafflingly difficult.

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the way this went from relationship conversation to smut in like 4 tags

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[Liem’s intrigued feeling deepens, shades cooler with a little thrill of realization as Set looks up at him. Somehow, despite Set’s fear of being claimed and his need to seem strong, despite his flush and fluster, Liem had not thought that this might feel vulnerable for him. He had not considered that there might be an intimate situation in which Set might be touched any way other than how he desired.

The thought is a little frightening. The trust Set chooses to put in him is frightening.

Still, Liem’s eyes dip, caught by the insistent arch of Set’s body, and his blood heats at the urging of those warm fingers. The god’s desire is clear enough now—and Liem wants to indulge him, with a suddenness that catches him off guard. He wants.]

Is that all?

[His free hand, the one unimpeded by Set’s fingers, pulls away so he can lean his arm against the couch’s back, poised over the other man. That pouting mouth begs to be kissed, and he finally will, sliding his tongue over the lush curve of Set’s lower lip, as he gives in to the coaxing of the hand on his wrist. His fingers disappear beneath dark fabric to find Set’s cock, to curl around it and stroke with deliberate, teasing gentleness.]

You know I like putting my hands on you.