Faolan couldn't help himself, once Lucien reassured him, he allowed himself to be completely lost in his lover's embrace. Only after he was fully satisfied did he let Lucien go, and even that was reluctant. He only hoped they would have chances like this regularly...holding back had been more difficult than he'd anticipated. 

The two exited the lake, and he dried and dressed himself, taking note of the wrinkled skin on his hands and feet. At Lucien's comment, he chuckled, looking at him with half-closed eyes. He was relaxed, less tightly wound now that he had found his release.[color=a36209] "Mmm...look what you did to my fingers,"[/color] he said, spreading them wide for Lucien. 

Thankfully, the boy had not shown himself while Lucien and Faolan had been enjoying each other, at least that the Irishman had seen. He hoped the child had been sleeping the whole time and had not accidentally seen anything...but he had faith in Lucien and his words, and pushed his anxiety about that away.