[ Those fingers digging into his hips are the exact grip he missed and as Sylvain's hips lift he rocks back on them again with a noise that gets caught in the back of his throat. Still a reward as it sends a shiver down his back as that tremor goes through the man beneath him, and absently Claude flexes his fingers against Sylvain's chest where his hands rest. ]
So I should keep going? Noted.
[ Of course he's going to take that as encouragement as they so often do in teasing each other, and of course he's going to do just what he says. It's a languid pace he sets with each roll of his hips to play on both of their oversensitivity. What's a little more teasing after so much of it tonight? ]
[ And since his hands are free this time around, he'll reach up to thread his fingers through Claude's dark hair, tightening into a light grip as he drags him down for a kiss, even as he rocks up again to meet that roll of the other man's hips. ]
I think it works out pretty well for you most of the time.
[ Gets fired back with a grin before both the words and his mouth are swallowed into a languidly returned kiss as he surrenders to those familiar hands in his hair bringing him forward and as one of his hands slides off Sylvain's chest to the bed beneath them to brace himself on the descent. At that matching rock of the other man's hips another grasp gets muffled between their lips and this time Claude intentionally lightly digs his fingernails into Sylvain's chest in approval before breaking the kiss and parting just enough to be able to speak again. Of course. ]
Unless you're saying I should tie you up again because that could always be arranged.
[ There's laughter in his voice as he nips sharply at Claude's lips. In chiding, in teasing, maybe a little of both. He shifts his angle slightly on the next thrust upwards, wanting to stroke along the man's prostate, because he's talking too much for a proper distraction right now. ]
Should have guessed that. Since you're such a control freak. [ Affectionately, of course.
[ This time there's nothing unintentional about the press of his nails into the other's chest paired with a sharp inhale when that lazy thrust to match the teasing they're trading back and forth lands true. With it comes sparks that alight along nerves as he tightens around Sylvain's cock still buried in him more than before. ]
Are we starting what you promised for some next time already? Talk about control.
[ Of course, he could always just move. Maybe go get something with which to clean them up since the bath might be awhile off still even as they tease each other about not moving. That added stimulation hasn't worth off yet as he rocks back to meet Sylvain's hips again with a noise in the back of his throat. ]
If you keep this up for too much longer you might just have to fuck me for real.
[ Said like Sylvain's the one who started this, naturally. ]
[ A slow, lazy smirk stretches across his lips before he moves abruptly, rolling them over until Claude is on his back beneath him and Sylvain - control freak that he really is - can lean over him with a mischievous grin. ]
I think I can handle that.
[ And he leans down to kiss him, hopefully interrupting whatever retort that gesture might have gained him. If he rolls his hips to rock deep once more, well. That can only help his distraction techniques now, right? ]
[ The expression on his face matches Sylvain's as he's rolled onto his back from the start of that look which says something is happening to the finish of the grin. All looks he's become very familiar with on the other man's face, too; the same goes for wherever they might lead now or at any other time. If Claude took a second to think, to comb through what's registering on his face - he might've noticed there was far more fondness threatening to override the rest.
It's that feeling slipping through unnoticed which convinces him to let Sylvain quiet whatever (of the many) comment(s) ready to be made about handling anything with that kiss, though what doesn't get muffled is the noise driven out of him by that thrust that's less teasing than a promise he wants fulfilled. All the more reason to curl his fingers tighter into the red hair at the nape of Sylvain's neck where they've found their usual claim, and to wrap a leg tighter around those hips in a wordless again to keep him close while encouraging him on. ]
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So I should keep going? Noted.
[ Of course he's going to take that as encouragement as they so often do in teasing each other, and of course he's going to do just what he says. It's a languid pace he sets with each roll of his hips to play on both of their oversensitivity. What's a little more teasing after so much of it tonight? ]
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[ And since his hands are free this time around, he'll reach up to thread his fingers through Claude's dark hair, tightening into a light grip as he drags him down for a kiss, even as he rocks up again to meet that roll of the other man's hips. ]
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[ Gets fired back with a grin before both the words and his mouth are swallowed into a languidly returned kiss as he surrenders to those familiar hands in his hair bringing him forward and as one of his hands slides off Sylvain's chest to the bed beneath them to brace himself on the descent. At that matching rock of the other man's hips another grasp gets muffled between their lips and this time Claude intentionally lightly digs his fingernails into Sylvain's chest in approval before breaking the kiss and parting just enough to be able to speak again. Of course. ]
Unless you're saying I should tie you up again because that could always be arranged.
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[ There's laughter in his voice as he nips sharply at Claude's lips. In chiding, in teasing, maybe a little of both. He shifts his angle slightly on the next thrust upwards, wanting to stroke along the man's prostate, because he's talking too much for a proper distraction right now. ]
Should have guessed that. Since you're such a control freak. [ Affectionately, of course.
...Like he's one to talk. ]
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Are we starting what you promised for some next time already? Talk about control.
[ Of course, he could always just move. Maybe go get something with which to clean them up since the bath might be awhile off still even as they tease each other about not moving. That added stimulation hasn't worth off yet as he rocks back to meet Sylvain's hips again with a noise in the back of his throat. ]
If you keep this up for too much longer you might just have to fuck me for real.
[ Said like Sylvain's the one who started this, naturally. ]
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[ A slow, lazy smirk stretches across his lips before he moves abruptly, rolling them over until Claude is on his back beneath him and Sylvain - control freak that he really is - can lean over him with a mischievous grin. ]
I think I can handle that.
[ And he leans down to kiss him, hopefully interrupting whatever retort that gesture might have gained him. If he rolls his hips to rock deep once more, well. That can only help his distraction techniques now, right? ]
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It's that feeling slipping through unnoticed which convinces him to let Sylvain quiet whatever (of the many) comment(s) ready to be made about handling anything with that kiss, though what doesn't get muffled is the noise driven out of him by that thrust that's less teasing than a promise he wants fulfilled. All the more reason to curl his fingers tighter into the red hair at the nape of Sylvain's neck where they've found their usual claim, and to wrap a leg tighter around those hips in a wordless again to keep him close while encouraging him on. ]