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Bannon couldn't tell if Benedikt was chickening out at the last moment, or if he was simply the kind who liked to tease - the second seemed more like the young bard he had gotten to know months ago, but the first seemed the more probable option, all things considered.

On the other hand, Bannon had already waited and waited and then waited some more for this; he'd been patient, and he had judged the eventual goal to be worth it, but there came a time when enough was enough, and if they stopped again now, Bannon feared that time might arrive five minutes from now or so.

“Will you slaughtering move already?” Through clenched teeth it sounded more like a threat than a plea. Bannon practically felt Benedikt freeze, responding to the tone more than to the words themselves or the person speaking them.

He forced his own body to remain relaxed, or as relaxed as any man could be in his position.

Benedikt shuddered, and for a moment Bannon thought that letting things get this far had been a mistake after all, but then Benedikt finally, finally started to move, a little clumsy at first (out of practice, quite likely, Bannon reassured himself; nothing to worry about) and then with growing confidence, until Bannon actually thought he might be unable to keep thinking about how this might turn out to be a big mistake in the end after all, which was probably a good thing, really.

 

(After, Bannon lay awake because his training wouldn't let him do otherwise and Benedikt dozed off for a short while until he woke up again to stare at Bannon in a way that was a little cute and a lot annoying, and then he said “Thank you,” which was probably the weirdest thing anyone'd ever said to Bannon after sex, not to mention the politest.)