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[alcuin_delaunay]

Both of them under Eros' enchantments, Alcuin leads Karal back to his room--an essentially Alcuin sort of room, fresh and clean, simple wooden furniture covered with fluffy white cushions, down comforter and pillows upon the bed. He shuts the door, cheeks flushed; shy and hesitant but made wanton by the nature of divine enchantments.

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[sight_enough]

The sound of the closing door makes his breath hitch in his throat and he has a moment to ponder over the seeming insanity of what's happening. He doesn't understand it, but the temptation to just stop thinking is gathering strength.

He turns to the other occupant of the room and reaches out a hand in what he hopes is the right direction. "Alcuin.."

[alcuin_delaunay]

Alcuin took the hand, kissing the palm and holding it against his cheek for a moment before leaning in to kiss Karal, all sweetness with just the tiniest bit of debauch. "Karal?" he murmured, as if to reassure himself, leading him deeper into the room and guiding him to sit down on the bed.

[sight_enough]

He's only ever kissed Natoli a couple of times before, and this is vastly different from anything the two ever dared do or even thought about. The result is a completely over-whelmed Karal sitting on the bed, breathing shallowly as he opens his eyes as if expecting to see Alcuin.

[alcuin_delaunay]

"Relax," Alcuin advises, kneeling between Karal's legs, long fingers starting to unfasten Karal's clothing. He takes Karal's hands and kisses each one, placing one hand on his silken white hair--which smells of vanilla and a hint of honeysuckle--and the other on his cheek, inviting Karal's fingers to explore his face.