It was all Lady Ishtar's idea.
What Darres had yet to figure out was how exactly she had talked him into agreeing to it. He was still wondering how she'd pulled it off as he slowly kissed his way down Yujinn's (he would never get used to calling him Yuujel) chest.
Feeling slightly smug at the wanton moans his actions drew from the silver-haired male below him, he licked, nipped, and kissed his way down towards his target. Yujinn's increased writhing told him that he was doing something right, and he resisted the urge to smirk as he drew closer to the area between the other man's thighs.
His own manhood was hard and sensitive, but he wasn't about to rush things, despite the magician's pleading. His mouth closed around his target, and apparently all coherence fled his bed-partner with that action since the following moans and cries seemed torn from Yujinn's throat.
Yes, it had all been Lady Ishtar's idea, but Darres couldn't say that he regretted letting her talk him into it.
Author's Note: Because everyone knows this should have happened at some point…and Ishtar would be just the kind of person to set it up. Whether she's watching them or not, I leave up to your imaginations! ;P