Oh. Long runs of goosebumps spread under Ba'al's fingers. Sinjir's skin is responsive, starved for gentle touch. And Sinjir himself, though his response is more subtle: a change the way he breathes, longer and deeper. His eyes closing when Ba'al's fingertips glide down his skin in the right way.
Except for at his dick. There, he makes a little startled sound, and twitches, not expecting Ba'al to be so direct about it. It speeds up the process of getting an erection by quite a bit; he can feel himself swelling under Ba'al's hand.
His own hands unclasp from his back, and he reaches one out, palm down, perhaps twenty centimeters away. Nothing on his face but curiosity, and he lowers his hand slow, testing the sensation, noting the exponential increase of pain to distance. Winces, a little, a soft hiss; he's never seen anything quite like this before. He gives his hand a cursory look. No visible damage.
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Date: 2016-03-13 12:55 am (UTC)Except for at his dick. There, he makes a little startled sound, and twitches, not expecting Ba'al to be so direct about it. It speeds up the process of getting an erection by quite a bit; he can feel himself swelling under Ba'al's hand.
His own hands unclasp from his back, and he reaches one out, palm down, perhaps twenty centimeters away. Nothing on his face but curiosity, and he lowers his hand slow, testing the sensation, noting the exponential increase of pain to distance. Winces, a little, a soft hiss; he's never seen anything quite like this before. He gives his hand a cursory look. No visible damage.
"Any nerve damage?" he asks.