[ Hector, too, remains composed, expression neutral. as he follows Vaer to their room. His gaze remains focused ahead, only ever so often flitting to admire them from behind; if anyone else saw them, they'd likely think the pair off to a business meeting of sorts.
But on the inside, he knows. As the buzz grows stronger, so does his need. The walk down the hall feels agonizingly long, and the farther they go, the more impatient he gets.
So it's almost a relief when they arrive at their room; Hector steps in, and he would have grabbed Vaer to kiss them first if they hadn't beaten him to it. He scarcely registers the click behind him as his hand cups Vaer's neck, as his arm snakes around their waist, hand splaying over their ass to pull them in close, to press against them the heat that's been nagging at him since they began their conversation. He exhales into their mouth--he knows this is going to be good. ]
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But on the inside, he knows. As the buzz grows stronger, so does his need. The walk down the hall feels agonizingly long, and the farther they go, the more impatient he gets.
So it's almost a relief when they arrive at their room; Hector steps in, and he would have grabbed Vaer to kiss them first if they hadn't beaten him to it. He scarcely registers the click behind him as his hand cups Vaer's neck, as his arm snakes around their waist, hand splaying over their ass to pull them in close, to press against them the heat that's been nagging at him since they began their conversation. He exhales into their mouth--he knows this is going to be good. ]