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Caleb Widogast -3:37pm
I shall be collecting you in 53 minutes
What expectations are you looking for today?
Essek Thelyss - 3:39pm
I enjoyed being hit by you.
Essek worried his lower lips slightly as he looked down at his phone screen, finding slightly less embarassing to type that to vocalise his likes and dislikes to the wizard. It felt less worrisome of coming across impolite when he could simply type out his thoughts.
Essek Thelyss -3:40pm
I enjoy you bossing me around, also.
And manhandling me.
Feeling himself taking on a much deeper hue along his cheeks, Essek clicked send and put his phone face down on the desk, intent on keeping himself busy with some paperwork. It was very important, as all things he did were. His mind started to wander to his phone, feeling it vibrate with an incoming message.
He lasted a whole of two minutes before pushing the paperwork aside.
Temptation won out in the end.
Caleb Widogast - 3:42pm
That i can do, Herr Thelyss
I presume no one has dared put you in your place before, have they?
Are you in pain today?
The last question caught the Shadowhand off guard slightly, shifting in his seat. He didnt bother replying to the messages, pushing his phone onto the other end of his desk to remove the temptation altogether. Ridiculous. He had allowed himself a single indulgence with the human, and now found himself near enough stuck to his phone incase another message would come in. Essek huffed softly to himself as he busied himself with work, rolling his wrists every few minutes out of habit. The joints crackled and popped softly with each motion, no pain behind the movements.
Time ticked on by slowly, but surely, as time always does.
The knock at his office door was what snapped the drow out of his work, head lifting to see Caleb Widogast stepping into the office. "Apologies, I lost track of time" Essek started to clear up his desk, bundling files and paperwork together to push into one of his drawers. Anything to not have to allow Caleb to see the near perpetual blush that remained high on his cheeks and the tops of his ears. Thank the Light that he wore his ear caps to cover them, like any self respecting member of the court should, of course.
Remaining at the doorway, hand holding securely onto the strap of his satchel, Caleb watched with calm attention. "Of course, Herr Thelyss. I expect that we may begin once we reach your accommodation? Especially due to...potential prying eyes along the way?" Essek nodded without verbal answer, rolling his wrists slightly again, before fetching his phone to push into his mantle pcoket underneath the robes. The thought of being seen being grabbed and pushed around in such a way was humiliating. Should be humiliating.
So why did his pulse quicken at the idea?
"Then shall we depart?"
Nodding once again, gliding over to the door, Essek breezed by Caleb without a second glance, exiting the office. "Come. Widogast. The circles are downstairs. Or have you already forgotten your sense of direction here?" the drow called over his shoulder, waving his hand to shut and lock the door the moment the human began to follow. A small smile threatened Calebs face at the haughty and pompous tone taken with him, feet carrying him after the drow.
The human could see the slight tension held within Esseks shoulders, how the Shadowhand held them up higher than usual. He would query that soon enough, shuffling his satchel up onto his shoulder better as he followed along. Neither spoke anything else as they approached the transport circle room. It was thankfully empty, as most who worked there had either already gone for the day, or would be remaining deep into the night due to drow only needing to trance as opposed to sleep.
Seeing the blissfully empty and cold room, Essek made his way over towards the back, towards his own circle. Almost back to his own home, to let himself feel his pain and inadequacies in their entirety. No. He wouldnt be on his own this time. He would have a guest coming along to 'tend to' his wants.
"Now, Herr Thelyss, you did not answer my question earlier, although i do already suspect one answer to it." Caleb muttered near the drows ear, making Essek shudder softly as he muttered the incantations to activate his circle. "I asked if you were in pain today. And so, i expect an answer, Essek. Not to embarrass you, nor to make you uncomfortable, nein. Its for your own safety, to know what i can and cannot overdo with your body" Caleb watched over the Shadowhands shoulder as the soft purple swirl of dunamantic power melted and swirled within the lines on the floor, flaring them to life.
"My shoulders today. And my ankles" Essek stated in a tight and clipped voice, stepping into the transport circle just as he dropped his cantrip, feet lightly touching the ground of his home. Caleb transported in just a second after, stepping out smoothly. The Shadowhand stepped out of the circle slowly, whole body almost wilting by several inches as he let the whole mask of 'Shadowhand to the Bright Queen' slip in the span of a minute. The tight jawed face of indifference melted into a sigh of discomfort, making the drow look much younger than he presented himself to be outside of the confines of his home.
Caleb watched the change in the drows body language and posture shift in front of him, hearing the ache of the day leave him in one deep sigh. The wizard stepped forward to Esseks side, hand hovering over the mans back, but not touching. "Let me help you undress and change, ja?" he asked softly, seeing the slight shift of discomfort in the Shadowhands posture still, Essek stepping over towards his vanity to perch himself at the mirror. "Or would you rather i tell you that i am going to get you changed?" Caleb spoke slightly louder.
Esseks hands paused as he went to pull one of his gloves off, eyes glancing up in the mirror to meet Calebs. The humans lips curved into the start of a small smirk at the reaction, making Essek look back down at his hands again. "I would, yes." the drow admitted with a small huff, pulling at the fingers of one glove roughly. "I have been the one in charge all day, being the Shadowhand and-"
"And you want to let your brain shut off, just for a little while, yes? Take your mind off your body, and just be Essek?" Caleb supplied with a soft smile, making his way to the vanity. Kneeling down in front of the drow, Caleb lifted Esseks hands up by the wrists, slowly starting to remove the silk glove with such care and reverence. Barely tugging or pulling roughly at each finger, the human slowly eased the fabric down the Shadowhands forearm and hand, folding the garment carefully after to place it on the vanity.
Essek could only watch with silent wonder, seeing the watchful and intense look from the kneeling wizard. Licking his lips slowly, mouth feeling drier suddenly, the drow lifted his foot to start removing the tall boots himself. A soft hand pressing to his knee from the human stopped him, lowering it back down, before Caleb adjusted Esseks foot to rest against his thigh. "Im going to unlace them now, then ill remove your mantle" Caleb explained with the same methodical and calm tone of voice, hands pushing the Shadowhands robe up enough to get access to the top of the boots.
"Do you get sexual gratification from doing this, Caleb Widogast?" Essek asked quietly, curiosity welling up too much not to enquire.
"Yes. Does that bother you, Essek?"
A pause rippled between the pair. Did it bother Essek to know that the man kneeling in front of him was getting sexually aroused at the simple act of helping him undress from his work clothing? That the basic act of unlacing his boots was something to bring arousal to another? "No. It does not." Essek muttered back softly, cheeks warm as he looked down at his hands in his lap, massaging his wrist softly. It didnt hurt so much as feel a little looser than it did on most other days. Not enough to cause much concern for him, though, but the drow did feel more aware of it.
Caleb slowly started to unlace the boots bit by bit, fingers moving as carefully as he could to prevent the laces being tugged too hard, cheeks going a soft flush of red along the tops, but not saying anything. Essek watched with curiosity at the blush creeping up on the humans face, how Caleb used one hand to cradle the back of his calf and ankle to ease the boot off with the least amount of strain the the joint as possible.
The whole motion felt oddly intimate, to have someone kneeling in front of him to delicately move his body in gentle ways. For nothing more than to ease his discomfort, when he couldnt even afford himself such a thing. Keeping his mouth shut, Essek watched with the same curiosity and fascination in his eyes, as he felt Caleb move on to his other boot. The careful fingers repeated their previous actions, easing the tall heeled boot off slowly, before placing them neatly aside the side of the vanity leg.
Clearing his throat softly, more to stop himself feeling unsure and awkward at the beats of silence, Essek slid his foot off of the humans thigh, feeling how warm the man beneath him was. "Now your mantle, Essek." the human smiled soft up towards the Shadowhand, lifting himself higher up on his knees to be more level with the drow in front of him. Blue eyes looked over the mantle itself, trying to silently discern how the garment held together, not seeing any obvious clasps, buttons or hooks.
"Tucked under each collar bone, near the shoulder joint, is three small hooks that hold it in place against the robes" Essek supplied with a soft smirk, seeing the fascination swirling in the wizards eyes. It made his heart race slightly at knowing something that the human didnt, as silly as the notion felt. Sliding his now bare hands up to the mantle, the Shadowhand pushed his fingers under the metal, deftly undoing the three small hooks on the left side with decades of knowledge and practice. "Like so. Simple but well hidden"
Caleb nodded softly as he leaned in ever so slightly to look at the hooks at the front, before turning his attention to the other side. Deft, but less slender, fingers slip under the edge of the mantle, trying to find the small tricky hooks beneath his fingertips. "Very discreet indeed" he muttered to himself, slipping the hooks free after a second attempt. Very carefully lifting the metal mantle off of the drows shoulders, Caleb moved the piece onto the vanity, fingers touching over the finely made metal delicate and light.
Essek held back a small squeak as he watched the human stand up in front of him, the rather more evident bulging at the front of Calebs trousers close to his face. The drow sucked in a small breath, eyes closed tightly as he held his body as still as possible, as if it would make him invisible to the other man. It wasnt as if Essek hadnt seen other people aroused before, but he very much hadnt been so close to someone who had been aroused by him specifically. Certainly not within the last handful of decades that he could recall. He very much had not been in any sort of position to have someone get aroused by him, that he knew of.
And yet, there Essek was, sitting by his vanity, with someone very obviously turned on. In his home. At his explicit request.
Taking a step back after laying the mantle down, Caleb looked over at the flustered drow with a raised brow, seeing the deep blush over the mans cheeks. "Are you uncomfortable, Essek? You have your words to stop at any point." the wizard reminded him with a slow steadying breath, not seeming to make any effort or acknowledgment to his arousal. He looked just as relaxed and calm as when he had stepped into Esseks office.
"No, i...im fine, thank you. Just not something i have much...any...experience with, im afraid" Essek apologised as he raised himself to his feet, knees popping as he straightened his legs fully. Slipping the robe he wore beneath his mantle off carefully, the drows thinner frame became more evident, wearing just a pair of black leggings, and a black silk blouse beneath. Out of his court clothing, the Shadowhand looked far less imposing and smaller, the droop in his shoulders more obvious without the physical shield of material and metal on top to hold him up.
Raising his eyebrow slowly at the admission whilst taking a step over to catch the robe at its removal, folding it carefully, Caleb looked over the drows shoulder into the vanity mirror. "Any? By any experience, you mean...?" Caleb trailed off slightly, laying the folded garment on the vanity seat gently, taking a step back once again, eyes still watching Esseks reflection.
"Oh, Light." Essek whispered to himself, breaking eye contact, walking over towards his wardrobe to fetch some more casual clothing. "Any means any, does it not? Nothing, Widogast. Until yesterday evening, i had not had anyone not of my Den within my premises. Le-let alone touch me...at all" the drows voice fell away to less confident levels, hands pulling out silk lounging leggings, and a long sleeved high neck blouse in a deep midnight blue that looked near enough black in the dimmer lights.
Caleb paused, feeling like he had a punch to his gut, eyes looking over at Essek with slightly wider eyes. He had been so bold to have presumed that the Shadowhand had simply been naive about kink and impact play. But to have been inexperienced about any type of intimacy or physical relations made the wizards cheeks heat quickly. He didnt want to feel like he had taken advantage of the sitaution, nor of the Shadowhand. Consent and enthusiasm mattered more than simple pleasure. "I...i was the first to touch you like that, Essek?"
"Yes"
Stepping behind a small changing partition, Essek finished changing out of his worth clothes in silence, hanging the other clothes up over the top of the partition. Staying behind the physical barrier for a moment, hand running through short hair, Essek took several slow deep breaths. "I can activate the transport circle, Widogast, if you wish to leave. I shall not begrudge you if you have changed your mind for my request. Luxon knows that ive had enough grief over the years within the dens for my...inadequacies, and evident lack of manners for refusing to be courted"
"Why would i leave? It does not bother me, Essek. As i have explained yesterday, these do not have to be sexual in nature for you to partake in them. They can simply be stress relief, and ways to feel pain without harming your body in a dangerous way. They are only sexual if you wish for them to be."
"But you find the scenarios sexual in nature, yes?"
"I do"
Chewing his lower lip for a moment before finally regaining the courage to step out from the partition, hand pulling the thick plush robe around himself tightly, Essek looked up towards the wizard through his lashes. "Then i would like to continue, Caleb Widogast. If you are still amenable, that is?" he muttered quietly, not feeling quite able to meet the humans eyes, worried that he could be mocked or rejected still.
"Then where shall we go, Essek? Im very amenable to wherever you wish for me to hit you."
Esseks brain stuttered only slightly, blinking hard. It sounded bad when worded that way. And yet the drows cheeks flushed at the idea, hands clutching the robe around hismelf tightly, as if it were a physical barrier to protect himself. "The...the couch was...fine" the lamely ended with a slight frown to himself. He was getting frustrated at himself for not knowing what to say, or to voice the wants that hummed in his veins.
"Just fine? Did you like being over my knee to be spanked, or just the spanking in general?" Caleb smiled softly, stepping over towards the sheepish drow, lifting the mans head up with two fingers under his chin. A small gasp shuddered out of Essek at the motion, swallowing hard as he was made to look up towards the taller human, breathing coming slightly quicker.
"I...i liked it over your knee, Caleb" Essek breathed quietly, heart rate picking up as he tried to will his blush away. The human nodded slightly, eyes darting back and forth slightly in thought. Essek very much did like the blues of the wizards eyes, the colour contrasting yet complimenting very well against the copper and fire red of his hair.
"You said your shoulders and ankles were hurting today, so the couch may not be ideal. Come, Essek" Caleb near enough announced, walking over towards the Shadowhands bed, and perching himself on it, calves resting firmly against the edge of the bed. With seeing the drow not making an attempt to move, the human raised his brow slightly, hand held out. "I said come here, Essek" his tone dropping significantly.
A sudden shudder went through the Shadowhands spine as he shuffled over towards Caleb, hands still tightly clutching his robe to himself. He never had guests over to his home. He most certainly did not have anyone else other than himself over in his bed! His cleaner was the only other being who had ever so much as seen the inside of his room. The drow stood unsure and uncertain in front of Caleb, bottom lip being worried by fanged teeth.
"Nein, none of that now, Essek" Caleb chastised without malice, hand coming up to pull at the drows lower lip, making Essek release it from being chewed up and worried. The human let his thumb linger against Esseks lower lip for a moment before lowering it and leaning back slightly on the bed, watching expectantly. "Well? Over you go then"
Essek couldnt help but just stare wide eyed at the confident smirk shot his way, eyes looking at the humans lap and face a handful of times. "Just...just lay over?" he weakly argued, but not making an effort to move away or show any discomfort in the request. Calebs hand moved again to slowly wrap around the hand Essek had to clutch his robe shut under his neck, fingers warm against the drows cooler body temperature.
"I can be heavy handed if you would prefer, Essek. So either be a good boy and get over my knee, or ill make you be one"
Essek would very much deny he whimpered, whimpered, at the threat, pupils dilating rapidly at the prospect. The drow swallowed hard as he looked down at the hand wrapped around his wrist, breathing catching in his chest slightly. Slowly, very slowly pulling the robe off, leaving him in his silky lounge wear, Essek eased himself up onto his bed to climb over the humans lap.
It was humiliating.
Should have been the moment the Shadowhand called a stop the whole thing.
But Essek felt a shot of thrill at being spoken to in such a way.
"Good boy" Caleb praised softly, pulling one of Esseks pillows over to let the drow wrap his arms around to support his chest and shoulders. "That wasnt so hard now, was it? All that fuss for nothing" the human cooed softly, hand slowly petting through the drows white hair. The touch felt strange but very welcome, Esseks body relaxing as he cuddled into the pillow comfortably.
Essek could feel the humans arousal pressing against his side once again, his cheeks heating up at the thought of what Caleb could possibly look like beneath his clothes. If the soft flush on pale cheeks travelled further down. Why was he thinking of such things? The Shadowhand never once had such thoughts running through his mind. Essek took a few slow breaths, trying to ground himself and focus on the pillow beneath his face. "You like me being over your lap?" he asked to the side, voice surprisingly steady.
"I do"
"Why?"
Caleb chuckled softly at the questions, fingers still running lightly through soft white hair. It was good that Essek was asking questions. It meant that the drow felt more comfortable to be able to ask them. "Honestly? I like feeling you squirm on top of me, Essek. I like the feeling of you coming undone, relaxing, and squirming on top of my lap" the human answered casually, swapping hands on the drows hair to let it slowly run down to Esseks shoulders, touch light enough to not pin the man down. Enough to keep a touch at all times in contact with the drow to reassure and ground
"Squirming? I do not squirm!" Essek protested as he tried to look over his shoulder at the wizard, brows knitted together in indignation. His whole look didnt carry off the anger and threat he had intended. Mostly because he was in his pyjamas bent over Calebs lap, with flushed cheeks and blown wide eyes.
Raising a brow slowly at the loud denial, Caleb raised his hand to bring it down firmly, but not quite as sharp as the night prior, against Esseks backside. A loud smack resonated in the room, the drow yelping slightly as he jolted forward into Calebs lap more. "Oh really? Because you certainly become rather squirmy when i get you warmed up now, Essek. Especially when you start getting hard against my thigh"
Essek panted softly, burying his face into the pillow, cheeks aflame at the words. Why were they making his stomach coil with heat? He knew that he had told Caleb prior that the man could speak and act however needed for his own needs whilst tending to Esseks wants, but he hadnt expected the humans talking to have affected him in such a way. Or be directed at him. Another gasped yelp shot out of Essek as another blow landed against his backside, hips shifting slightly at the mild sting it left behind.
Turning his head enough towards Caleb, licking his lips slowly, Essek let out a small shaking breath. "Keep talking to me...please?" he asked quietly, blushing hard as he hid his face once more. Caleb bit his lip for a moment, using his hand to slowly card through the drows hair, tightening it only enough to tilt his head up, lifting it off the hidden safety of the pillow. A small whimper trembled out of the Shadowhands lips at the light tug against his scalp, eyes half lidded.
"Certainly, Essek. If only to hear those lovely noises you let out more and more" Caleb purred softly, ending with another harder blow to the opposite cheek. Essek moaned softly, body starting to shift and squirm against Calebs thigh and lap, fingers digging firmer into the pillow beneath, shoulders crackling a little as he adjusted. The human could very much feel that Essek was getting physically aroused against him, besides the obvious flush and dilated pupils adorning deep skin. The knowledge of being the one to touch the Shadowhand in such a way, of being the first to do so, felt like a rush. To be the one to bring pleasure to such a being made Calebs own arousal throb slightly.
Letting down several quick but less intense spanks, Essek moaned quietly, hips rocking forward slightly to rub against the wizards leg, breathing starting to come out in shorter quiet panting. The hot coil in his gut started to build up and intensify with each impact against his backside, eyes fallen closed. He could barely focus on hearing Calebs words, but the cadence and accent made his pulse race and blood buzz pleasantly.
Caleb bit his lip as he felt the drow squirming on his lap, feet kicking slightly behind himself with each impact to silk covered skin. Oh, Caleb really wanted to just slip those clothes down enough to leave deep handprint against the mans backside. One day though, if he were lucky enough to earn that privilege. Letting down another harder blow, Essek keened loudly, breathing coming faster and harsher, hips near constantly wriggling against the wizards leg for friction.
"Oh, Essek, are you about to make a lovely mess of your clothes?"
Essek whined quietly as he shook his head the best that he could, knowing that it was a lie. Essek wasnt naive at not knowing what an orgasm was. He had been inconvenienced many times over his life by unexpected arousal and erections. But mostly the Shadowhand had just quickly masturbated to get the sensation away, basking in disappointing and hurried climax to let himself return to study and work. Nothing had felt like the deep hot bubble of heat that felt like it had been threatening to consume him from the inside out.
Another sharp blow, and the drow cried out, body tensing for a moment before shuddering a handful of times. Caleb groaned softly as he felt the distinct damp patch against his leg, the hand that had been inflicting the blows soothing over Esseks back. The drow fell silent, body suddenly very slack, head pulling against the grip Caleb had of his hair.
"Essek?"
No response
Caleb gently lay the Shadowhands head down on the pillow, facing the side to allow him to breath, hand soothing down the mans back slowly as concern bubbled up within the wizard. Only a few moments later, Essek mumbled quietly, eyes fluttering slightly as he came around, breathing now evening back out to more steady and deeper levels. "Essek, what was that? Are you ok? You just...passed out" Caleb sounded concerned, one hand smoothing hair out of the drows face and away from his forehead.
"My...my heartrate dips and blood...blood pressure drops sometimes...with a lot of...exertion" Essek mumbled softly, not making much effort to remove himself from his rather comfortable position draped over Calebs lap, eyes fluttering ever so slightly. "Hasnt...it had not happened in quite some time though, i must admit"
"What? Passing out from coming too hard? I cant imagine that being a normal occurance either"
Essek chuckled softly for the first time, the sound making the human smile to himself. "No. Ive never lost consciousness from...that. That in itself was very much a first, Caleb Widogast. And i apologise for scaring you" Letting himself get eased up, Essek turned and perched himself on Calebs lap side saddle, legs stretched out on the bed surface in front of himself, head swaying ever so slightly as he let the dizzy sensation subside.
Keeping one hand on the small of Esseks back, the other other on the drows thigh, Caleb tried to keep his breathing steady at the weight and pressure of the drow directly over his erection. "Another first for me then? Im honoured to do so. But if this is to happen again, i shall keep in mind your...proclivity for passing out when you come then. But i...i must dampen the mood, Essek. I must request that you please get off my lap as you are feeling rather nice on top of me"
Essek, slightly emboldened at the feeling of the wizards erection underneath himself, and from a rather mind numbingly good orgasm that he had never had before in his relatively short life, settled his head onto the humans shoulder, tilting up to his ear. "But im very comfortable where i am, Widogast. And i thought you rather liked me being squirmy?" he breathed, hearing a small groan echo out of the man, feeling Calebs hips press up against him, the hardness of the wizards erection pressing against his stinging backside.
It felt strange, feeling someone using his body for their own pleasure. To feel someone so openly aroused and turned on, letting their body succumb to its own wants and hormones that coursed through veins. Essek rocked his hips side to side, just a little, feeling the curious and rather exciting feeling of someone else's erection beneath himself. And the soft groans and sighs of pleasure coming from the human very much spurred the Shadowhand on, making Esseks heart rate start to pick up it's pace once again.
Tilting his head up feel hips lips brush lightly over the humans softly curved ear, Essek breathed hotly agaisnt the skin, eyes closed "Another first for you, Widogast" he breathed softly, feeling the wizard rocking his hips up against him steadily "Your the first to touch me...the first to make me climax...the first to make me pass out...the first in my bed chambers...and the first to press against me in such a way"
Each soft statement came with a slow roll of the Shadowhands hips, Esseks cheeks a deep violet at the motions, unused to such lewd feeling movements. But the reactions from Caleb made it feel worth it. The human gasped softly with each declaration, arms circling around the drows waist, eyes screwed up tightly as he tensed for a moment, breathing stuttering.
Slipping himself off of the rsther comfortable lap of Caleb, Essek stood up on the floor, making his way over to fetch some clean pyjamas for himself. Caleb panted softly as he ran a hand through his hair slowly, blue eyes firmly watching the enticing drow in front of him "Id like to thank you then, Essek. For giving me honour of being your firsts in many aspects. I hope that they were pleasant enough for you?"
Risking a soft smile, Essek nodded with his back to the human, hands pulling out another silky set of pyjamas. "Very" he muttered softly, not hearing Caleb get up to his feet. The drow jumped slightly st the hand resting lightly between his shoulder blades, head snapping up to look at blue eyes.
"I'm going to get you some water and a healing potion ok? It's a lot of exertion for your body, especially if you aren't used to such play before"
Nodding without speaking, Essek slowly made his way back to his privacy screen to get changed into clean clothes. It hadn't registered for a solid three minutes that he had left Caleb, an Empire human, unsupervised and alone to walk around his home. A home he hadnt allowed anyone but his mother to enter at his deep reluctance. Yet, it didnt feel as worrisome to invite Caleb in.
Climbing up onto his bed once changed, the soiled clothes in a small heap behind his screen, Essek felt himself curling up around several of his pillows. Eyes slowly drifting, the drow tucked his knees up towards his chest, relaxing as he waited for Caleb to come back