[ Shhh, it's fine, those clothes will be coming off soon enough. Right now, actually.
Even if Klaus can't see the stripping taking place behind him, he can certainly hear it - the light jingle of belts as they're undone, the sound of leather quietly peeling away from bare skin. The light thud of a pair of gloves being carelessly tossed to the ground. Wasting time has never been one of Eustace's interests but there's a certain methodical order to how he undresses now, here in the rundown once-temple.
If he's going to do this, he might as well do it right. And doing it right, in this case, means putting on at least a bit of a show, even if the audience can't see it.
Undressing doesn't take forever though and eventually he's stepping up to where Klaus lays, one hand coming to rest on Klaus's (unfortunately) still-clothed ass. Easy enough to solve this problem; it's with one swift motion that he tugs the skimpy fabric down until there's nothing but bare ass in front of him. Not a bad view, all things considered.
He runs the pad of one thumb from the outward jut of a hipbone, not stopping until he reaches the top of Klaus's hole. ]
I wonder...how much do you think we can fit up here?
[ Don't worry, he will magic some lube up from somewhere before he starts shoving stuff in. ]
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Even if Klaus can't see the stripping taking place behind him, he can certainly hear it - the light jingle of belts as they're undone, the sound of leather quietly peeling away from bare skin. The light thud of a pair of gloves being carelessly tossed to the ground. Wasting time has never been one of Eustace's interests but there's a certain methodical order to how he undresses now, here in the rundown once-temple.
If he's going to do this, he might as well do it right. And doing it right, in this case, means putting on at least a bit of a show, even if the audience can't see it.
Undressing doesn't take forever though and eventually he's stepping up to where Klaus lays, one hand coming to rest on Klaus's (unfortunately) still-clothed ass. Easy enough to solve this problem; it's with one swift motion that he tugs the skimpy fabric down until there's nothing but bare ass in front of him. Not a bad view, all things considered.
He runs the pad of one thumb from the outward jut of a hipbone, not stopping until he reaches the top of Klaus's hole. ]
I wonder...how much do you think we can fit up here?
[ Don't worry, he will magic some lube up from somewhere before he starts shoving stuff in. ]