[Both Sigr and Emet-Selch, for all of their expansive differences, sometimes spectrums apart, also had remarkable differences. Their foraging ahead on the path, regardless of what cropped up to stop them, was decidedly one of those similarities. Their disregard for convention and their stubbornness. Their strength, of many kinds, and their determination. Even now, as enemies, there was the frustrating moments where, even if they were sometimes loathe to admit it, they could see the other's perspective. Yet neither, for the sake of their people, could be swayed.
When Emet-Selch's warm fingertips probed further south, clear in their quest, Sigr only gave a small smirk and leaned slightly backwards, which put his hips a little more forward. He wasn't a man who hid himself, nor did his body seem intending to, as Emet-Selch would quickly enough find the added warmth, heavy between his thighs. The other had not been with a Hrothgar before, and he would find the shape something a little different than he was used to.
Sigr saw no reason to interrupt what the other was in the middle of, leaving himself open to that touch and watching with a hunger in his eyes. It had been a long time, and while if any actual logical part of his mind wanted to kick in and scream at him for being a total fool right now, it was overrun by his desire. ...A desire both for the physical... and his innate deep well of curiosity.
They all knew what curiosity did to the cat, after all.]
Well we know THAT XD
When Emet-Selch's warm fingertips probed further south, clear in their quest, Sigr only gave a small smirk and leaned slightly backwards, which put his hips a little more forward. He wasn't a man who hid himself, nor did his body seem intending to, as Emet-Selch would quickly enough find the added warmth, heavy between his thighs. The other had not been with a Hrothgar before, and he would find the shape something a little different than he was used to.
Sigr saw no reason to interrupt what the other was in the middle of, leaving himself open to that touch and watching with a hunger in his eyes. It had been a long time, and while if any actual logical part of his mind wanted to kick in and scream at him for being a total fool right now, it was overrun by his desire. ...A desire both for the physical... and his innate deep well of curiosity.
They all knew what curiosity did to the cat, after all.]