[ If they weren't in the thick of it right now, Urianger would be horribly embarrassed to be asked something so direct and revealing — but, with a warm stiff cock in his palm and a welt forming on his neck, it's hard to get bashful over words. They do not last long anyway, giving way to gasps and soft noises of approval, exactly the sort of song he'd asked of Thancred a moment ago. ]

Doing... well, I see...

[ Urianger laughs quietly and tilts his head, accepting the weight of his friend against his shoulder and bringing his lips to Thancred's ear, now within reach. He plants a few chaste kisses along the helix and tightens his hand slightly, stroking more insistently now. ]

Tell me, Thancred... what thou wouldst ask of me.

[ Urianger's deep, smooth voice is low in Thancred's ear; he doesn't want to speak too loudly for obvious reasons of course, but he doesn't want to miss any sweet sounds coming from the other man either. He strokes his thumb against Thancred's back encouragingly. ]

To stop, to continue on... to move thee... to ravage if thee desire it... Say it aloud... if needed...