[Luca doesn't respond right away. Not because he is particularly unnerved by the question, but rather he is busy sucking a mark against Joshua's pulse, midway down his neck. Perhaps he should feel guilty, leaving such marks that will only invite questions but...
Oh well.
Luca leans back, looking a touch smug in the moment. Eventually, though, his gaze drifts up higher, settling on Joshua's face.]
You may.
[There is no trepidation here at the idea of being seen. He trusts Joshua wholly.]
[ A mark is a mark. If it is seen, so be it. Joshua, frankly, doesn't care. He is in no position where such a mark would be scandalous. And besides, it is cold out now. A scarf would cover it nicely, should he feel it necessary. Personally, he wants the reminder.
With that permission given, Joshua breathes out a soft sigh and gets to work. Each button pulling free of its bindings beneath his fingers feels like a step closer to uncovering a precious treasure.
It doesn't take long until Luca's shirt hangs open, and he is free to see more than just the tuft of feathers. ]
Beautiful... Will you aid me in removing it? Pull your arms just so.
[As Luca shifts his arms as ordered, a brief wave of bashfulness runs through him. It's been years since he's felt any inkling of shame regarding his body. Nevertheless, the handful of months that have spanned since he'd done this, let alone with any amount of earnestness, leaves him feeling almost nervous.]
Like this?
[He angles his head a little, trying to play the nerves to his advantage. A flutter of the lashes, a timid little smile — hopefully it all covers up the way his heart well and truly begins to rabbit within his chest.
With his shirt removed, only a the fabric of his bindings remains. He does Joshua the courtesy of reaching up to undoing them himself. It's a confusing array even under the best of circumstances, and he'd much rather skip that fumbling, thank you very much.]
[ To Luca's question, Joshua nods in confirmation. If he were to notice any bashfulness, he'd be kind enough to ignore it, but the way that Luca angles his head just so, looking at him like that, is enough to make him not notice it at all. He exhales softly, then moves to tug the shirt up and off of his partner.
And all he's left with are the bindings. Which Luca thankfully removes for him, and Joshua laughs quietly between the two of them. For all his skills in bandaging, he probably could have done it if given a minute, but this just makes things easier. ]
Thank you.
[ And now, he's presented with a new fork in the path. He wets his lips thoughtfully, then seeks Luca's eyes for permission. ]
[Why is it that the politeness is what sends such a vibrant thrill through him. Embarrassing as it is, he finds his breath hitching. Though he feebly attempts to cover it up with a chuckle, the noise sounds more breathless than anything.]
Of course you may.
[And just to do something with himself, rather than gawping at his partner, Luca takes his hands into his own. He draws them closer, up toward his shoulders to start. He won't make Joshua jump into the deep end right away.
[ Joshua is nothing if not a gentleman. He recognizes very well that this is a part of Luca that Luca keeps hidden and bound, and he isn't about to assume it is as free to touch as, say, his cheek, or his hand. Above all else, Luca deserves respect, and Joshua fully intends to give it to him.
But having his hands moved is a good indicator of what Luca wants, and Joshua is frankly just happy to do what Luca pleases. If his hands are to begin their journey at Luca's shoulders, so be it. It gives him the opportunity to slide his palms and fingertips down his partner's arms, mapping out skin and scars as he goes. It's a terribly short path, but one he will gladly take.
Because it leads him to the next step. Halfway between shoulder and elbow, he shifts his hands inward, sliding over to cup his hands over Luca's chest with all the gentleness of handling a baby bird. ]
[Even the barest of touches down such an innocuous area as his arms happens to send thrills through Luca. Joshua will undoubtedly feel the way he shivers beneath them. Silly as it feels, Luca manages to crack a smile.
Or maybe it's just the warmth welling within his chest. Joshua is as tender with his touch as ever, equally as hesitant as he is reverent. Studious as he is, Joshua will note four bands of scars on both sides of his arms — shaped like fingers, in a way, but forming deep burns.
Luca pays them no mind. Instead, he almost eagerly awaits the moment that those fingers twitch inward. His own torso shifts forward to meet him, a trembling sigh leaving him even at the barest of contact.]
It's more than alright. [His head angles enough to meet Joshua's eyes.] You have nothing to worry about. I trust you with this.
[ The scars are noted, but Joshua knows they're none of his business. Especially not right now, when he has other things he'd rather focus on. He commits every bit of everything sensory to memory as he goes, because this is important. Special.
Having that trust from Luca means a lot, though. He sighs softly, eyes shifting up to look at him as his hands begin to move a little more. ]
Thank you. You are in good hands.
[ Not that he needs to say it, of course.
Emboldened by the trust given to him, Joshua's hands begin the most gentle kneading motions, fingertips brushing over the sensitive skin of nipples on occasion. This, too, he commits to memory. He does not wish to forget it. ]
[Much as Luca might like to say something more, the wandering of Joshua's hands knocks the breath from his lungs. He tilts his head back with a sigh, even as the rest of his body tries to surge further into that touch. With each passing ministration, he feels a noise build in the back of his throat. Some part of him thinks to quell that urge by clapping a hand over his mouth.
Instead, he allows it to wander, sweeping down the span of Joshua's back and settling at the base of his wings. He thumbs at the skin there experimentally. Even if the contact falls short of pleasure, he hopes the steady pressure brings him some sort of comfort.]
You - ah... [Luca tries to gather his thoughts once more.] You need not be so delicate. You will not let me come to harm.
[ Joshua is quite glad that Luca decides against muffling that sound, because it gives the noise a chance to grace his ears. And oh, does it set his skin alight. The sound of it elicits a soft noise from his own throat, one which he is unashamed to set free.
But, Luca will find, the touch to the base of his wings brings about an entirely different response. While Joshua does pull in a quick breath, it's the way that his skin erupts in goosebumps all the way down his arms that truly gives it away. It feels... nice, in a way that makes his fingers twitch against Luca's chest. ]
... should I let myself do as I wish, it would be quite ungentlemanly.
[ His voice is already sounding heated. Despite not having the intensity of his brother, he is still a Dominant of Fire, and his passion sits simmering at low heat until needed. ]
[With such a response to Luca's gesture, he cannot help but push his luck. He presses in that thumb, gently massaging the juncture between his back and the wing itself. Much as he is enjoying himself overall, a special pleasure comes from knowing he is treating Joshua just as well.
Still, he cannot help but angle his head faintly. He tries to meet Joshua's eyes. Failing that, Luca leverages a hand against his chin, pushing the blond's face upward. His eyes practically dance with wild sparks.]
We are alone. There is no one to witness this moment but us. And I would certainly not mind if you let loose a little.
[ Luca, it seems, is not without a devious side even in the bedroom. Joshua's skin can only prickle into gooseflesh so far, and the additional pressure and massaging movements of Luca's thumb set him to groaning in a pleased way that is equally appreciative and aroused. It isn't a part of himself that he can regularly reach easily, so of course it stands to reason he wasn't aware of its sensitivity.
But now he knows, and so does Luca. Joshua lets his head be tilted easily, and where Luca's eyes sparkle with the heat of the moment, Joshua's blue have turned dark and wanting.
With permission given, he wastes no time, his hold on himself having been held on by a thread that has finally snapped. Hand on the other man's back, he pulls Luca down against himself, flush to his body with no mistaking how their explorations have affected him, and presses his mouth to Luca's to swallow any noises that may arise. A thrill shoots up his spine, causing his feathers to ruffle, and... well, if Luca doesn't mind if he lets loose, he might just drag his nails down Luca's back. ]
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Date: 2026-01-20 10:13 pm (UTC)Oh well.
Luca leans back, looking a touch smug in the moment. Eventually, though, his gaze drifts up higher, settling on Joshua's face.]
You may.
[There is no trepidation here at the idea of being seen. He trusts Joshua wholly.]
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Date: 2026-01-21 01:05 am (UTC)With that permission given, Joshua breathes out a soft sigh and gets to work. Each button pulling free of its bindings beneath his fingers feels like a step closer to uncovering a precious treasure.
It doesn't take long until Luca's shirt hangs open, and he is free to see more than just the tuft of feathers. ]
Beautiful... Will you aid me in removing it? Pull your arms just so.
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Date: 2026-01-25 04:27 am (UTC)Like this?
[He angles his head a little, trying to play the nerves to his advantage. A flutter of the lashes, a timid little smile — hopefully it all covers up the way his heart well and truly begins to rabbit within his chest.
With his shirt removed, only a the fabric of his bindings remains. He does Joshua the courtesy of reaching up to undoing them himself. It's a confusing array even under the best of circumstances, and he'd much rather skip that fumbling, thank you very much.]
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Date: 2026-01-25 05:12 am (UTC)And all he's left with are the bindings. Which Luca thankfully removes for him, and Joshua laughs quietly between the two of them. For all his skills in bandaging, he probably could have done it if given a minute, but this just makes things easier. ]
Thank you.
[ And now, he's presented with a new fork in the path. He wets his lips thoughtfully, then seeks Luca's eyes for permission. ]
May I touch you?
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Date: 2026-01-25 05:47 am (UTC)Of course you may.
[And just to do something with himself, rather than gawping at his partner, Luca takes his hands into his own. He draws them closer, up toward his shoulders to start. He won't make Joshua jump into the deep end right away.
(Even if he wouldn't mind it).]
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Date: 2026-01-25 06:03 am (UTC)But having his hands moved is a good indicator of what Luca wants, and Joshua is frankly just happy to do what Luca pleases. If his hands are to begin their journey at Luca's shoulders, so be it. It gives him the opportunity to slide his palms and fingertips down his partner's arms, mapping out skin and scars as he goes. It's a terribly short path, but one he will gladly take.
Because it leads him to the next step. Halfway between shoulder and elbow, he shifts his hands inward, sliding over to cup his hands over Luca's chest with all the gentleness of handling a baby bird. ]
Is it alright?
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Date: 2026-01-25 06:51 am (UTC)Or maybe it's just the warmth welling within his chest. Joshua is as tender with his touch as ever, equally as hesitant as he is reverent. Studious as he is, Joshua will note four bands of scars on both sides of his arms — shaped like fingers, in a way, but forming deep burns.
Luca pays them no mind. Instead, he almost eagerly awaits the moment that those fingers twitch inward. His own torso shifts forward to meet him, a trembling sigh leaving him even at the barest of contact.]
It's more than alright. [His head angles enough to meet Joshua's eyes.] You have nothing to worry about. I trust you with this.
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Date: 2026-01-25 08:42 am (UTC)Having that trust from Luca means a lot, though. He sighs softly, eyes shifting up to look at him as his hands begin to move a little more. ]
Thank you. You are in good hands.
[ Not that he needs to say it, of course.
Emboldened by the trust given to him, Joshua's hands begin the most gentle kneading motions, fingertips brushing over the sensitive skin of nipples on occasion. This, too, he commits to memory. He does not wish to forget it. ]
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Date: 2026-02-22 06:02 am (UTC)Instead, he allows it to wander, sweeping down the span of Joshua's back and settling at the base of his wings. He thumbs at the skin there experimentally. Even if the contact falls short of pleasure, he hopes the steady pressure brings him some sort of comfort.]
You - ah... [Luca tries to gather his thoughts once more.] You need not be so delicate. You will not let me come to harm.
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Date: 2026-02-23 03:25 am (UTC)But, Luca will find, the touch to the base of his wings brings about an entirely different response. While Joshua does pull in a quick breath, it's the way that his skin erupts in goosebumps all the way down his arms that truly gives it away. It feels... nice, in a way that makes his fingers twitch against Luca's chest. ]
... should I let myself do as I wish, it would be quite ungentlemanly.
[ His voice is already sounding heated. Despite not having the intensity of his brother, he is still a Dominant of Fire, and his passion sits simmering at low heat until needed. ]
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Date: 2026-02-27 10:33 pm (UTC)Still, he cannot help but angle his head faintly. He tries to meet Joshua's eyes. Failing that, Luca leverages a hand against his chin, pushing the blond's face upward. His eyes practically dance with wild sparks.]
We are alone. There is no one to witness this moment but us. And I would certainly not mind if you let loose a little.
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Date: 2026-02-28 12:32 am (UTC)But now he knows, and so does Luca. Joshua lets his head be tilted easily, and where Luca's eyes sparkle with the heat of the moment, Joshua's blue have turned dark and wanting.
With permission given, he wastes no time, his hold on himself having been held on by a thread that has finally snapped. Hand on the other man's back, he pulls Luca down against himself, flush to his body with no mistaking how their explorations have affected him, and presses his mouth to Luca's to swallow any noises that may arise. A thrill shoots up his spine, causing his feathers to ruffle, and... well, if Luca doesn't mind if he lets loose, he might just drag his nails down Luca's back. ]