[Steve's skin is still flushed from scrubbing himself clean, thoroughly. The learning curve was going to continue for a while, but he could only assume that Lord Maynard wanted him to be. Noiz doesn't say anything on the way there, or before they step into the room, which would be unsettling if Steve didn't know what kind of position he's put the other consort in.
He takes a step over and behind Noiz, letting him lead the way to the bed, showing that he's not trying to take over. Steve wants to be respectful.]
Undress. Both of you.
[His eyes flick to the ground, it's no longer their game. It's their master's. He can be mindful of the other consort but he has to make sure he pleases Lord Maynard. Steve's fingers slowly work open the buttons of his tunic shirt, draping it along the back of a chair and removing his pants in the same fashion. He can't help but notice the differences between himself and Noiz. Not just in height, but the piercings that dotted across the other consort which Steve had none of.]
no subject
He takes a step over and behind Noiz, letting him lead the way to the bed, showing that he's not trying to take over. Steve wants to be respectful.]
Undress. Both of you.
[His eyes flick to the ground, it's no longer their game. It's their master's. He can be mindful of the other consort but he has to make sure he pleases Lord Maynard. Steve's fingers slowly work open the buttons of his tunic shirt, draping it along the back of a chair and removing his pants in the same fashion. He can't help but notice the differences between himself and Noiz. Not just in height, but the piercings that dotted across the other consort which Steve had none of.]