Redtail Rise [m] bolero

ooc; Ashlar is surprising me! I hadn't expected all this! Hopefully, I vauged everything well enough. 

Ratio was not expecting what came next. The air turned from warm and light-hearted to something much more electric. It danced like arcs of lightning between them as Ashlar came to him. Ratio did not pull away and surely, suddenly, his heartbeat could be felt by the man pressed so close to him. It slammed against his ribs, seeming to shake him with every pulse. In reality, he was still but for the immediate return of pressure against the bard. They were pressed close.

His fur bristled, not with anger but a different form of arousal. His rumbled low in his throat, his body trembled ever slightly. He understood now what Ashalr was talking about. With women, he was experienced if unwilling. With men...he had never. He turned his head to look at the earthy male - beautiful, really, but he had never allowed himself to think those thoughts too loudly. His eyes were dark with the feeling thrumming through his veins but there was uncertainty, as well - caution. He was not the leader, here, he would have thought himself to be.

He leaned his head toward him, touching the other man lightly with his muzzle, his eyes connected to brilliant amber as he spoke, his voice low and dark in a way that was new for him - "And then what...?"

An invitation to continue his 'demonstration'.