The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Shisou]

"u-u-u-u-um," he stammers, glancing down into the tub. 

[Nox]

Nox blinks a few times, smirks, then blinks again. "Wait. He's--" Nox peers into the tub, utterly shameless. "How long..?"

[Shisou]

Shisou starts, eyes opening fully. "U-u-u-u-m-m-m!" 

[Zevran]

Well, he's not dead or even unconcious, at least not unless he can fellate someone while unconcious. Which.. well, he had boasted about being good enough at eating a woman out that he could do it blind drunk and dead, but he'd been joking. Right?

[Shisou]

Shisou reaches down, shaking Zevran's shoulder a little. Maybe get some air soon!

[Zevran]

Shisou feels a soft buzzing noise along his cock; a hum. One Shisou just shakes his shoulder again, the merikos drow pulls away with a final kiss on the top. Surfacing, he exhales slowly, then inhales the same way as he blinks water out of his eyes.

[Shisou]

"Oh g-g-g-g-g-g-ood," mumbles Shisou, smiling a little with relief. See, he's fine. What was I even worried about? It's only been a few minutes. Or... a lot of minutes. I don't know, maybe he's a champion swimmer.

[Zevran]

"Just good?" Zevran asks, pouting. "Non, I will not stand for just 'good.' I shall go again."

[Shisou]

"G-g-g-g-good t-th-that y-y-y-you're n-n-n-not d-d-d-d-d-r-r-r-o-w-w-wned. G-g-g-reat, s-s-s-pec-c-ct-t-aa-c-c-u-lar f-f-f-or t-the r-r-r-rest."

[Zevran]

"Not-- ah." He looks amused, though he'd be a little surprised to know that both of the others notice the faint look of bittersweet in his eyes. "For.. reasons," he waggles his eyebrows, "I've learned how to slow my heart rate and other such things to permit me to go without air for quite some time."

"That's... handy?" Nox replies, nonplused. A beat later, "spectacular you say?"

[Shisou]

"As-s-s-s-t-t-t--to-o-o-u-n-n-nd-d-d-ding," Shisou confirms with a nod. 

[Nox]

"Hmmmm." Nox slowly turns his gaze onto Zevran, expression both speculatant and challenging. Zevran tenses, just a little, but only Shisou notices and only because they're still very closely entwined. 

[Shisou]

Shisou entwines his fingers in Zevran's hair. "I s-s-s-s-s-aw-w-w h-h-h-h-h-him f-f-f-f-first," he says, his tone light and playful. 

[Zevran]

"Oh, the possessive sort? I would not have pictured this," Zevran says with a soft laugh, turning his head to kiss the inside of Shisou's wrist.

[Shisou]

"I p-p-p-p-p-pr-r-o-t-t-t-te-ct wh-what's m-m-m-m-m-m-ine," he says, and it doesn't sound quite like something he'd say -- but it sounds a lot like something his Lady might have said about him.