[The fingers keep curiously gracing over the scar tissue, mapping the area and committing it to memory. Richard had been introduced to the concept of firearms upon his arrival to this world. It seemed like most of the people in Aldrip favored the weird new weapon over sword or a hatchet.]
No. We do not. [He answers, voice idle and eyes focused as he presses his palm flat on top of the other's chest, fingers spread wide. Richard then moves his hand down along the rib cage, curiously adding a little pressure as if to see whether he could feel the bones underneath the skin. The hand slides down to Silco's stomach, trailing to his navel.
There's a pang of jealousy in Richard's mind as he keeps exploring the body positioned under him. Silco might not be broad shouldered nor posses the muscles of steel, but still, despite all the imperfections, it was still firm and strong. Clearly a male -- something that could perhaps endure the light of the day.
Richard leans forward, his back arching into a crescent shape , as he bends over to press his lips on Silco's chest, kissing the scars.]
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No. We do not. [He answers, voice idle and eyes focused as he presses his palm flat on top of the other's chest, fingers spread wide. Richard then moves his hand down along the rib cage, curiously adding a little pressure as if to see whether he could feel the bones underneath the skin. The hand slides down to Silco's stomach, trailing to his navel.
There's a pang of jealousy in Richard's mind as he keeps exploring the body positioned under him. Silco might not be broad shouldered nor posses the muscles of steel, but still, despite all the imperfections, it was still firm and strong. Clearly a male -- something that could perhaps endure the light of the day.
Richard leans forward, his back arching into a crescent shape , as he bends over to press his lips on Silco's chest, kissing the scars.]