There were three buckles on each of those boots. One was even small enough that it looked like it should be for show only. It was not. Some guard was getting very lucky. Lucanis still felt luckier with the way Davrin was so quick to get his trousers open and down and he was extremely fucking grateful given they were approaching 'too tight' at almost the same speed that Davrin was moving at.

"What would - ah - that be?"

He didn't know whether to laugh or moan at the whole affair, moving his legs and lifting his hips to ease Davrin's way, breath hitching just a bit as a lingering memory of shyness came to the surface just long enough to acknowledge its presence. He'd been naked around Davrin, they'd shared the baths together, but naked and the whole intent being to enjoy themselves and each other was a whole different kettle of fish, as they said in the south. He distracted himself from it by reaching out to tug at the fastenings for Davrin's pants, too. Keep up, Warden.