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[ he's strong. leona knows that for certain as that tongue enters, that he probably couldn't wrestle or joust with it. that his grip is solid and firm and it causes his ears to flick as he lifts his chin a little and tries to give shalem the best angle possible.

and he doesn't waste time with reaching underneath the other's shirt, feeling the other guy up. he wants to know what he's working with.

and he's definitely finding him to be... a handful... ]

[Oh, that's quite straightforward, isn't it? Shalem has to huff a little laugh when he feels the pawing underneath his clothes.]

You're eager... [He can't help but mumble that against Leona's lips. Then he pulls away, one eyebrow raised and his lips quirked.]

Quite eager, I must say.

Nothin' wrong with that, right?

[ all he's doing is feeling shalem up above the waist. below the belt would definitely being pushing it right away. ]

'sides. It's fun touchin', don't ya agree.

[ fingers trace over firm muscle, trailing downward. ]

You think so?

[Shalem raises one hand to pat one of Leona's.]

Tell me what you're thinking then. What are your... impressions? [And then he leans in closer, until their noses are almost touching again.] Do you like it?

... I wouldn't beat ya in a fight, that's for sure.

[ a laugh as he nudges his forehead against shalem's. ]

And I'd say you're 'bout... a little less handsome than I am. Maybe the same if ya round up.

[ he inhales slowly. his nerves are like a coiled spring, ready to snap. ]

'Like' ain't the word I'd use.

[Aww, high praise, coming from an Aslan. Shalem has to chuckle, and can't help but raise his hands to Leona's cheeks and squish them.]

Take your time, if you'd truly love to find a word for it. But I already accept the compliment.

[He is, after all, well aware that his body tends to take people off guard once they see him in the nude for the first time. It's at odds with his pretty face.]

[ oh. his cheeks, hello? being treated like some kind of affection housecat... his pride is being tested. but he'll have to deal with it. after all, he's in shalem's residence. he should be a little more polite than usual. ]

Maybe once I get a taste, I'll have one for ya.

[ he'll just need to get shalem undressed. that's it. no shame in wanting to peel the snek's clothes off, right?

assuming he was wearing much in the first place but like you know. ]

Oh, all right. You insist on having something... So I'll give it to you. [That "something" being Shalem's body, of course.

He tugs his shirt up and over his head, briefly pausing to use the cloth to wring out some excess water from his hair before rolling it up and setting it aside. Then he beckons with both hands for Leona to come to him--

Or perhaps he's showing exactly what Leona's been wanting, which is to say, his body. Pale skin stretched over defined muscles, but not at all pristine. Shalem bears scars from various injuries, such as cuts, burns, bites, and his musculature is more for strength in combat rather than vanity.]

[ he decides to do the same, having no desire to be the only one clothed from the waist up. it's pretty easy for him to shed his shirt. and while he may not be as toned as shalem, by no means is leona lacking in that department. but he would definitely say when it comes to marks, to scars and wear and tear, shalem has that in spades. ]

Damn. 'xactly what kinda work do ya do?

[ after tracing a few scars with his fingertips, he kneels down slightly to give one of them a kiss, lips touching and dipping onto a few others as well. ]

The world I live in is... quite the dangerous one, but someone has to go out there to help others. [It's not exactly a proper answer, is it? Though he's not completely evading the question-- this may not be his job title, but it is is job description.

Shalem takes Leona's hands into his own, giving each one a kiss on the palm. If Leona wants to give his body kisses, that's fine, but Shalem wants to do the same.]

[ oh. ticklish. but while leona's got that one scar on his face, the only thing evident of the tireless amount of work he put into crafting his magical skills are on his palms. how rough they are in comparison to the rest of him. ]

Then... I hope you can help me out with somethin'. Can't say it's too dangerous.

[ working his way lower... and lower. ]

You'll have to tell me what it is, first.

[Shalem is fairly sure he knows what Leona is doing... and now he's deciding whether or not to let it continue, or stop him so they can do something else. Decisions, decisions.

To buy time, he rubs Leona's ear with a finger.]

Got an itch that I can't scratch alone.

[ he's stubborn in that he doesn't want to say it outright, but with that unfortunate craving that's been annoying him? the diamond shaped marking on his collarbone is definitely prominent and almost glowing with need. ]

That gonna be a problem?

[ that ear twitches. hewwo. ]

Not at all. [He gives that cute ear one more scritch before he moves his hand away.]

But this room is not an appropriate venue for that, I think... [He leans in to whisper:] Let's move this elsewhere, hm?

Ya think?

[ he shivers upon the touch of shalem's words and breath against his ear. that he nods, albeit with a frown, deciding to stand back up as he lets out a sigh. ]

Fine, fine. We can go to that matin' place if ya want.

[ it's mating season. proper noun. but mating happens there too... ]

Mating Season? Why bother?

[Shalem puts an arm around Leona's shoulders. At first, this may seem like he's being companionable... but he's actually preparing to pick the lion up, bridal-style.]

We're in my suite, the bedroom is just steps away.

[ he's so used to living in a smaller, one room apartment...

and when he's lifted up, leona's shocked still. no objections to being in shalem's arms. is this what it's like? he imagined that some of the royal guard could do this to him, but. ]

I... yeah. Okay.

[ how can he refuse. he's literally being bridal carried. ]

[Shalem smiles bright, as if he didn't just pick a lion up with little effort.

Even with his arms occupied with a body, he still opens the door to his bedroom by turning his body just a little to the side so his tail can curl around the lever handle and tug. That was one of the first things he did around this place, change all the knobs so the doors would be more accessible to him, and it's paying off. He can easily deposit Leona onto his bed with no issue, and smile down at him.]

Make yourself comfortable, since what we're about to do is strenuous.

[ okay, now that's really handy. having a tail that can do that... leona can be a little appreciative of that, though he'd probably just use a little bit of magic to get a door open if his hands were full. amazing that he's also dropped off onto the bed, one eyebrow raising at what shalem says. ]

Strenuous? [ he snorts. It's just sex. ] What's gonna make it any different?

[ he says this knowing that it's probably not the case, practically asking for it... but... hey. call him a curious cat. ]

[Oh dear, oh dear. He thinks sex is just something quick and boring? Someone hasn't done well by him.]

I'm not the sort to finish quickly, sorry. [He reaches out, placing a palm on Leona's cheek to rub it.]

I am also not the sort to skip foreplay.

[ oh. well. that gets color to darken his cheeks. ]

Ya don't say.

[ he's not against that. just means he'll have to get comfortable. maybe that's why shalem had the food and drink... ]

Well. As long as ya don't wear me out too much. I'm fragile.

[ doesn't he seem fragile? he is a prince, after all. ]

[He doesn't buy that for a moment, when Aslans and Felines tend to be robust, and even coming from another world, cats in general are just strong. So Shalem keeps rubbing Leona's cheeks as he coos, as if he does believe the man.]

Oh dear. I'm afraid you'll have a difficult time with me then.

You can back out if you want.

[He's just giving Leona a chance to back out, even if he's rather sure that Leona won't.]

[ imagine backing out now? clicking his tongue, he grabs shalem's hand closest to his face and gives one of his fingers a nip. ]

Don't think so.

[ he's not sure if shalem actually believed him or not. but that he cared enough to at least warn him? for some reason?? that's kinda cute. ]

'm sure there's nothing that ya got will scare me off.

[Oh dear. He hasn't even seen everything yet, and he already boasts that he can handle it...]

Very well. [Shalem gives Leona's cheek a pinch before he pulls away and sits up to remove his shirt and tie his hair back properly, sweeping that unruly lavender length away into a higher tail.

Now Leona can see just what's under his clothing. Scarred skin stretched over muscles honed not for vanity but for strength.]

[ that's the best part of muscles. that he gets such a good close look draws out a noise of appreciation, as he pulls own shirt off. not that he's trying to one up him or anything! unlike shalem, he hasn't had to bear the brunt of defending others with his body. definitely less scars. ]

Damn. Guess I'm in good hands no matter what, huh.

[ let him be arrogant and haughty for a while. rarely does he have a chance to be genuinely impressed by someone else. ]

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