It felt odd to say such words. Keir had never courted before. Expressing desire and affection was new to him.
“I understand s*x is different for everyone. Just because I am a virgin doesn’t mean I judge others who enjoy frivolous s*x. You were alluring defending me. I wish I could take you somewhere private,” Cord reassured.
Cord relaxed next to him and squeezed Keir’s leg under the table. Keir noticed a small bruise on Cord’s neck. Cord ran his fingers up Keir’s thigh, tracing circles into Keir’s skin. Keir’s legs spread. Cord’s hand moved to the inside of Keir’s thigh, touching skin that tantalized Keir.
Keir moved the silks under the table and squeezed Cord’s hand. He didn’t touch the food in front of him. Instead, he focused on Cord’s wandering hand. Cord’s fingers slid against Keir
