[ This man was so warm, pressing up against him feels like pressing up against a blanket that's just dried out in the sun. The size of him was certainly impression, even comparable to an ogre back home. Kabru finds himself liking it, pressed up against someone bigger than himself who could easily lift and maneuver him. There was something appealing about the fact that despite their disparity in strength, he's the one with control of the situation right now, with Beowulf more than happy to follow his lead.
When he feels those large hands feeling his backside, Kabru's lips curve, as if impressed by the boldness. Of course, his ass has never been his most attractive trait. With how many meals he skips, it's hard to put on much weight, so there wouldn't be very much for Beowulf to feel.
Sucking that neck, Kabru leaves small and playful marks along the slope of it, leaning up against to finish it off with a kiss on the lips. ]
It's because I get to do this with someone so sturdy and handsome. [ To accentuate his point, he runs his hand down the other man's chest, brushing past a nipple even if he hasn't been asked to. Kabru then puts the dice into Beowulf's hand. ]
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When he feels those large hands feeling his backside, Kabru's lips curve, as if impressed by the boldness. Of course, his ass has never been his most attractive trait. With how many meals he skips, it's hard to put on much weight, so there wouldn't be very much for Beowulf to feel.
Sucking that neck, Kabru leaves small and playful marks along the slope of it, leaning up against to finish it off with a kiss on the lips. ]
It's because I get to do this with someone so sturdy and handsome. [ To accentuate his point, he runs his hand down the other man's chest, brushing past a nipple even if he hasn't been asked to. Kabru then puts the dice into Beowulf's hand. ]
Your turn.