Page 106 of The Toymaker
“Do you want to see my tattoos?”
“You really want to show me?”
“Yes.”
“I would like to see them, but if you feel like you have to, you don’t.”
“You don’t make me feel like I need to always keep something to myself.”
“Nobody has ever told me that, and I think it’s actually a really nice compliment.”
“Tonight,” said Riju. “We have to finish unpacking the boxes now.”
And Trig had acted like Riju couldn't focus on things without another telling him. What an arse.
***
Kit had said nothing so far, not wanting Riju to feel like they had to start having sex.
The corset he often wore gave Kit all sorts of thoughts. He never wore it too tight since it was more intended for looks and not to narrow a person’s midsection. Riju was already thin anyway. With loose linen shirts, it enhanced his figure in Kit’s eyes, and since he’d gotten a couple of new coats without buttons, and they didn’t need to be worn closed, Kit got to look at him in the corset a lot.
It led to him picturing Riju a lot when he jerked off in private.
Once the cock cage had come off, he hadn’t cum a lot or had particularly satisfactory orgasms at first. After being locked up for so long, it was almost like his dick had forgotten how to be a dick.
Things had gone back to normal after a while including his libido. He was a bit surprised when Riju came in that night after bathing in the privy room with nothing on.
The sight of him completely naked was odd, especially in their room which felt quite bare since Riju had packed all of his dolls along with a lot of stuff. Kit couldn’t stop himself from staring. “Hell yes.”
Riju gave him a small smile as he gave his hair a last rubbing with a drying sheet. “Showing you everything feels a bit odd.”
“You can get dressed. I’m not going to get mad.”
Although Kit would miss seeing his bare chest and the thin trail of red hair that drew the eyes down to a certain area.
“I still want to show you.” Riju approached the bed to sit on the edge with his back turned to Kit. He reached back to move his hair.
Kit had occasionally been a little jealous of those who were born with tattoos because he had none, and he’d always thought they appeared interesting. Tattoos typically moved, and the most common were leaves and feathers that drifted around the skin. Some fairies had tattoos that completely covered their arms or torso.
“The tattoo moves, but not from that spot.” Riju finished pulling his hair over one shoulder to completely reveal his back.
Between his shoulder blades, feathers fanned out in a perfect circle to make a single tattoo. The entire thing was done in a rainbow gradient, and it slowly circled. Kit stared at the bright colors that stood out on Riju’s lightly tan colored skin.
“Oooh,” he breathed as he sat up on the bed and inched closer to see. Besides the design, he was the first person Riju had ever completely undressed for. It was like being shown a treasure no one else had seen in its entirety. “Can I touch it?”
“If you want.”
Kit knew he wouldn’t be able to feel the feathers. He still wanted to touch them. Riju’s skin was warm when he laid his hand in the center. The colors had a natural, faint shimmer, and they merged into each other so gradually, it was perfect. Red, orange, and every other color of the rainbow in a never-ending circle.
Kit tried to trace the edge of a feather, although it was hard with the constant revolving. “It’s beautiful.”
“You can touch me. Anywhere.”
And if it was ever too much or he needed a break, Kit knew he’d be able to say so. He inched closer to rub Riju’s shoulders, something he probably hadn’t experienced much in his life if at all.
Riju let out a little sigh as Kit rubbed him and felt his shoulders ease, and since he’d never gotten to fully appreciate Riju’s body, he slid his hands down and around to feel his chest. Riju leaned against Kit and made a faint sound as Kit felt his light abs, the dusting of hair across his chest, and one of his small nipples.
Riju tipped his head back, and Kit kissed his throat on impulse.
