Ashura's estimation was correct. This wasn't normal for him. There was rarely any room for gentleness or anything preceding the inevitability of sex. Some clients had been slower about things or allowed time to relax after the act. Those were the times he occasionally questioned them, perhaps just hating the silence or hoping for more of the work outside that dingy brothel. It was...nice, though. But unfamiliar.

He nodded against Ashura's skin, shivering a little at the touch.

"Yeah. I walked around the garden and fed the horses at the stables. And I got to eat pie."