[ He is absolutely struggling. It doesn't even matter that he knows it'd be futile - it's not about winning the struggle in the first place. It's just that the struggle makes it more fun along the way, forcing Gorgug to have to work harder for him. Like Fabian is - as he believes to be - a prize to be won.
So while Fabian is not surprised that Gorgug manages to wrestle him into that position up against the door anyway, he's proud enough of the way it went down. And not just proud. As he's pressed up against the cold metal and listens to what Gorgug is saying, Fabian can feel himself growing hard. Not exactly the most comfortable position for it to happen in, since he's pressing against the door even harder now, but it's not like he can help it. Does Gorgug even realize how sexy his words are? How much they turn Fabian on?
Not that he's going to admit to that right now. The reason behind that isn't even pride. It's the fact that this clearly isn't over yet, and Fabian refuses to give in so easily. He even contemplates setting off a spell, but that might be taking things a little bit too far - especially in Gorgug's small room. The last thing he'd want to do is to actually get the other into trouble if someone else were to notice that happening in Gorgug's space. ]
Yeah?
[ So he sticks to words first. Despite the way Fabian is trapped between Gorgug and the door, he doesn't sound like it. The half-elf's voice is still full of life, still pretty cocky - like he believes he's actually got a chance here.
He manages to move just a little. Not away from his current spot, but Fabian can move his butt back just a little. Partially to relieve the pressure on his dick, but also so it's his butt that's pressing more tightly against Gorgug - and against a certain spot on the other. ]
That's a big if. [ Fabian moves his butt a little - rubbing it right against the other's crotch. ] Who says that you'll get to?
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So while Fabian is not surprised that Gorgug manages to wrestle him into that position up against the door anyway, he's proud enough of the way it went down. And not just proud. As he's pressed up against the cold metal and listens to what Gorgug is saying, Fabian can feel himself growing hard. Not exactly the most comfortable position for it to happen in, since he's pressing against the door even harder now, but it's not like he can help it. Does Gorgug even realize how sexy his words are? How much they turn Fabian on?
Not that he's going to admit to that right now. The reason behind that isn't even pride. It's the fact that this clearly isn't over yet, and Fabian refuses to give in so easily. He even contemplates setting off a spell, but that might be taking things a little bit too far - especially in Gorgug's small room. The last thing he'd want to do is to actually get the other into trouble if someone else were to notice that happening in Gorgug's space. ]
Yeah?
[ So he sticks to words first. Despite the way Fabian is trapped between Gorgug and the door, he doesn't sound like it. The half-elf's voice is still full of life, still pretty cocky - like he believes he's actually got a chance here.
He manages to move just a little. Not away from his current spot, but Fabian can move his butt back just a little. Partially to relieve the pressure on his dick, but also so it's his butt that's pressing more tightly against Gorgug - and against a certain spot on the other. ]
That's a big if. [ Fabian moves his butt a little - rubbing it right against the other's crotch. ] Who says that you'll get to?