[ Sylvain's not shy, but he might be a little too accustomed to doing things like this with people who are. Or at least think there's something attractive in playing hard to get.
That Eiden doesn't bother with any of that is refreshing.
One corner of his lips quirk upwards as the other young man leans up to press his lips to his and Sylvain meets him in the middle, bending his head enough to make the angle better. His fingers slide away from Eiden's jaw to cup at the nape of his neck instead as he parts his lips. He shifts slightly closer, into Eiden's personal space, but his other hand drops to splay long fingers at the small of his back, holding him close at the same time as he makes a soft sound of appreciation into the kiss. ]
[ the security of the hand at his lower back earns a noise in return, a little shifting of his hips as he meets him part way, up on his toes to press back. if they want them to kiss and thought it would be hard, they've put the wrong people in this storage closet. eiden lets his fingers trail upwards into sylvain's hair, threading curls up to his knuckles. there's a bid to stay, to deepen the kiss, a breath taken between one to the next. ]
You're not shy... heh. I like that...
[ his teeth graze along his lower lip, playful, warm.
he doesn't see the point in dancing around it after all, playing at being hard to get. he knows precisely what he is, who he is, he doesn't have to be coy. sylvain's readiness to dive right in encourages him - so his other hand drifts along the line of his chest, sinks downward towards his chest.
back pushing against the door, he draws sylvain in closer this way. ]
[ A soft noise of appreciation slips free when he feels fingers curl into his hair - always a sensation he enjoys. But he grins at the playful teasing and the words, following the draw and crowding Eiden in against the door as he braces one arm over his head and lets the other continue to splay at his back. One knee slides in between the other man’s thighs to balance it out, even though he never pulls away from the kiss for more than a breath or two. ]
No, shyness is definitely not something I suffer from. Quite the opposite, in fact.
[ the leg between his thighs earns a laugh and a moan mixed together. it's very apparent that kissing is eiden's favorite thing with how his hips give a little jerk. ]
Mmm, thank god because I kinda wouldn't mind doing this again. [ bringing their mouths back together. he lets his teeth tease along his lower lip, tugging playfully. one of his arms slides over his shoulder, anchoring him in while the other hand draws down his chest, fingers splayed to get a lay of the land so to speak. so sue him, the dark of the closet is really getting to him in a good way, enhancing his sense of touch the less he can see. ] Outside of the closet...
[ they've got time, though, and eiden squeezes his hip, giving another roll of his own against that knee between his thighs. ]
[ Sylvain just smiles into the kiss, giving a low chuckle as he grinds his thigh in against that roll of hips, more than happy to tease him, since they're here enjoying this game in the dark anyway. Might as well make it memorable. ]
You gotta admit, the closet makes it atmospheric, at least. But I wouldn't mind a little more space, either. And a little more light. Hard to appreciate someone properly like this.
[ His hand slides up to cup at the nape of the man's neck as he draws him in a little closer, shifting the angle of the kiss. Letting him delve a little deeper as his tongue slides against Eiden's, exploring and teasing in return. ]
Mmm, it does make for a fun first meeting, here in the dark. Don't get me wrong. I love this kinda thing too...
[ eiden leans into that hand behind his neck easily, parting his lips to let the kiss deepen. he can feel the heat of his own essence pumping through him, excited at the prospect of someone so receptive.
he feels that smile and can't help but bring his hand even lower, giving sylvain a warm brush with his fingertips between his thighs. it's not his fault he has to explore blind, in fact, he prefers it like this, letting himself explore without all the other sensory inputs. it means he can take his time, map things out. the grinding earns a little moan mid-kiss, eiden can feel the heat in the tips of his ears, spreading down to his cheeks. he's definitely hit the jackpot here. ]
But yeah, something less claustro... [ between one kiss and the next, each deeper than the last. he's lost the word, sinking further into the kiss. fuck it. ] - ohhh...
[ even though they've definitely woken up with just a robe to their names and just some free t-shirts. it's seven minutes in heaven, he's going to make sure it's about as heavenly as it gets if allowed. if not, he'll easily shift hands back to his hips, teasing what skin he can find with a warm touch. ]
[ There’s another soft chuckle when those words melt into a delicious sounding moan. Sylvain’s own voice is low and husky when voicing the sound, and when he speaks a moment later. ]
You don’t need to use the dark as an excuse to explore. I don’t mind.
[ He’d felt those questing fingers and his own arousal tucked away beneath his robe, stirring with interest from the combination of the kiss and the anticipation for what else might follow.
His other hand slides down, tracing down over Eiden’s torso before drifting teasingly lower. Cupping him through the fabric, his palm warm even though the material. ]
[ caught! he expected that, but giggles in the dark anyways, his teeth nipping gently at sylvain's lip before kissing him back. he hums into his mouth when he's cupped, presses into that hand as he does the very same, sliding his own under sylvain's robe shamelessly. ]
Then you've got free reign too. I like being touched - a lot. [ he can feel it, the way the neon gemstone presses into his chest, a reminder of what he carries. his breath hitches a little (pleasantly) at the touch.] So help yourself, okay?
[ he maybe just happens to wiggle into that hand shamelessly, delighted at the prospect of literal heaven in this stupid closet. his fingers find him, eager to seek out the shape of him beneath that luxurious resort robe, getting around him to grasp flesh to his palm. nose to nose, lips a hairsbreadth away from sylvain's he looks up at him in the dark with eager eyes. ]
[ Sylvain’s not fully hard just yet, but he’s not exactly soft, either. Still, the fact that his cock is typically pretty proportionate to his broad size isn’t something that’s hard to miss.
He rocks his hips into that touch, even as he gives Eiden’s cock another deliberate stroke. ]
You know, they never gave us any stipulations on where we were meant to kiss for seven minutes…
[ eiden's entire body goes warm as he feels him in hand, stroked at the same time. his body wants to bow forward, but he braces himself against the door, letting his hips drag once more. ]
They sure didn't. That's what they get for not being specific.
[ not that they probably wouldn't like it - to open up the door on them kissing much more than just each other's lips. eiden returns the stroke himself, squeezing him in hand and letting his thumb trail to the tip of him slowly, circling the head. ]
[ He has to bite back a laugh at that, twisting his wrist a little to add some depth to the way he strokes the other man. A shiver slips down his spine at the surety of Eiden's touch, enjoying the heat of it. ]
Was that your not-so-subtle way of hinting you wanted to suck my cock?
[ as much as he likes being pinned up here against the door, sylvain's knee between his thighs. he's going to miss the position, but he can always (bear grylls voice) adapt, overcome, survive. he's slowly parting sylvain's robe to lay his other hand on his chest, stroking him in a tempo that's soft-tight-soft-tight, letting the head of him brush his skin as he draws him closer, shifting to slowly slide down that leg towards the floor. ]
I think your friend really wants to join the party, so... far be it from me not to give him a taste, yeah?
[ I can't believe Sylvain has finally met someone more extra about this than him.
He doesn't bother to bite back his laugh this time, playfully tugging him closer by his grip on the man's cock. He steps back - albeit reluctantly - to give him enough room to work here. ]
Well, then. Far be it from me to not give you a taste.
If you didn't want to I'd be fine with that too. Kissing you is real sweet...
[ for the record, said as he's already got both hands around sylvain beneath his robe. the feeling of that playful tug stays with him, hot in the pit of his stomach as he sighs out, hot and wet at the head of his dick. ]
But since you're offering... [ his tongue slides out and he licks out softly, a lap at the base of his head before lips wrap around it, an open-mouthed kiss with a trembling hum. eiden wants more than seven minutes, said as he slides to the floor, thighs splayed and throat bared up as he takes him down slowly into mouth.
[ Sylvain gives a low, breathy groan as he watches Eiden sink lower. And lower. And he might not have much of a gag reflex himself, but even he can admit he’s impressed.
Reaching out, he threads his fingers in Eiden’s hair and holds him there, just to see if he can. Relishing the wet heat of his mouth around him. ]
[ he'd like to find that out. he reallllly would, eyes turned up towards sylvian's face as his hand slips into his hair. he was stressed, waking up without anyone—well, with the stranger who was sleeping beside him in his room. but uh anyways.
he swallows, pulling him back into his throat, a little wetness pricking his his eyes before he closes them again.
when he pulls off, it's wet. licking his own lips: ]
... Wanted to taste you... [ he's barely had to even be patient. something about being in a closet, with the possibility of being discovered even. ]
[ Sylvain’s lips quirk and he combs his fingers through that hair, soothing and coaxing at the same time. The praise might not be verbal, but it’s implied in the touch all the same. ]
You can have whatever you want right now.
[ He tugs again lightly, guiding him back, eyes dark and locked on that upturned face. ]
[ good he can dissociate into this but no, it's a good distraction to thinking about anything else. eiden's lips part and find him again, taking him inside his mouth. his tongue, soft and wet, flattens against it, guiding it back. ]
Mmmph~mmhm...
[ he hums his appreciation, digging fingers into his hips, sliding down slightly to grab sylvain's ass a little more comfortably as he guides him in. his face flushes fully as he doesn't look away, eyes just half-lidded in a look of feline contentment. ]
[ Sylvain holds his gaze, his own eyes darkening with appreciation as Eiden works him deep again. He resists the urge to rock into that wet heat, wanting the other man to control the pace and the depth he was comfortable with.
But it was still tempting. ]
Has anyone told you how good you look like this? [ He murmurs the words, low and husky, his cock twitching against Eiden’s tongue as pleasure shivers through him.
[ oh that's an easy question to answer and he lets his actions speak for themselves. the low tone of sylvain's voice earns a purr and he impresses upon him just how far he's willing to go, nose brushing the root of him as a thin trail of drool leaves the corner of his mouth.
he knows he looks good.
eiden works him diligently, but perhaps can feel the resistance to simply let go and pulls off of him with a gasp, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes wet and with the effort and thrill. ]
I can take it, promise... [ said with lips skimming his hipbone, pressing slow, damp kisses to it as he nuzzles into the line of his cock and licks a wet stripe up the underside. ] Go ahead. I got you.
[ saying this as he reaches for the hand in his hair and wraps fingers around his knuckles, encouraging him to tighten his grip. ] You're doing perfect. [ as he lowers his head to bottom out his throat around him again, encouraging him with a slightly rougher pace, letting him feel out how much he can tolerate and then some. it looks like maybe he doesn't mind it rough at all, his cock dripping through the pants he's managed to scrounge up. ]
[ There's a flicker of amusement in Sylvain's gaze that apparently Eiden feels the need to reassure him and it's that just a novel experience?
He holds back a chuckle, however, by tightening his grip in the man's hair and rocking forward slightly. Pressing deep into that wet heat once more as he nudges against the back of Eiden's throat. ]
Is that how you like it, then? Rougher? Being used?
[ There's no judgement in the husky words, no disapproval. He knows all too well how it feels to let go in the other man's position. The high that can come from that feeling. It's not one he lets himself feel often, because there aren't many he trusts that far - at least that he lets in his bedroom - but he's been on this end of it enough to adapt quickly. ]
[ that's it, as he feels the fingers tightening in his hair and sylvain's hips shifting up to meet him. he opens for him, feeling his cockhead brushing the back of his throat in that moment and moaning around with relief because yes. yes he does like it rough, he likes being used. it feels like he can do more than what he can manage just by making someone else feel good.
his fingers dig into sylvain's skin as he bobs himself against him, one sliding to stroke his hip bone, the other holding onto that hand still, tracing knuckles with his slightly callused fingertips. eventually that hand drops, wraps around sylvain's thigh to anchor himself.
he hollows his cheeks, drawing tighter around sylvain's cock, but then parting his lips further to allow him full range to pump into his throat, every once in a while swallowing sharply and demanding to drag lips down harder again. ]
[ He feels that moan vibrate down his entire length and it has him hissing out a soft curse as his fingers tighten involuntarily.
He’s going to take that as a yes, then.
Feeling the way Eiden relaxes into the hold, opens himself up to more, he gives him what he wants. Thrusting into that wet heat with deliberate intent, he relishes the sensations from it. How good Eiden is with his tongue, knowing exactly where and when to apply pressure. It’s clear he knows what he’s doing and Sylvain indulges them both - chasing his pleasure and letting Eiden hear the evidence of it in a low, strained moan. He alternates with deep slow thrusts or faster shallow ones.
He could drag this out, if he wanted. He’s tempted. But he has no idea what will happen after seven minutes and also he’s more interested in an exchange of pleasure rather than just receiving it. So he lets himself slip deeper into it, not holding back, letting Eiden coax his orgasm closer without any resistance or restraint from him. Not quite there yet, but certainly getting closer with each skilled slide of the other man’s tongue or the squeeze of his throat around the head of his cock. Which he buries himself in far more often then he might otherwise, if only because Eiden makes the most delicious noises around him every time he does so. ]
[ he gets it, doesn't have to completely spell it out for him. with every thrust, eiden feels himself riding the edge of delight. he doesn't remember the last time he got on his knees for someone he barely knew. it's someone he's good friends with now, so he has no doubt in his mind that this will definitely go well. he chokes around him, a slight sputter with the increasing intensity, but he likes it, sinks fingers into his skin and dragging it upwards slowly. if he's going to be down here, he's going to trace the lines of his muscles with his fingers, graze his way up to cup him from behind with both hands as he's pressed into.
between his thighs, his arousal is unmistakable. this kind of service is what he lives for, and when he pops off his cock, taking it in hand to stroke it firmly against his cheek, he gives a ragged sigh. ]
You're fantastic... you wanna come like this? In my mouth or on my face...?
[ nosing gently at the base of his cock. ]
Or is there something else you want - a little variety with the time we've got left.
[ Sylvain considers that for a moment before tightening his grip once more and tilting Eiden’s head back, holding him at that angle as he studies his face. His own eyes are dark with hunger and his lips curve slightly as he rocks into Eiden’s hand. ]
And what is it you want? If you could have any one thing right now, what would it be? It doesn’t seem fair that I’m the only one getting what I want here.
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[ Sylvain's not shy, but he might be a little too accustomed to doing things like this with people who are. Or at least think there's something attractive in playing hard to get.
That Eiden doesn't bother with any of that is refreshing.
One corner of his lips quirk upwards as the other young man leans up to press his lips to his and Sylvain meets him in the middle, bending his head enough to make the angle better. His fingers slide away from Eiden's jaw to cup at the nape of his neck instead as he parts his lips. He shifts slightly closer, into Eiden's personal space, but his other hand drops to splay long fingers at the small of his back, holding him close at the same time as he makes a soft sound of appreciation into the kiss. ]
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You're not shy... heh. I like that...
[ his teeth graze along his lower lip, playful, warm.
he doesn't see the point in dancing around it after all, playing at being hard to get. he knows precisely what he is, who he is, he doesn't have to be coy. sylvain's readiness to dive right in encourages him - so his other hand drifts along the line of his chest, sinks downward towards his chest.
back pushing against the door, he draws sylvain in closer this way. ]
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No, shyness is definitely not something I suffer from. Quite the opposite, in fact.
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Mmm, thank god because I kinda wouldn't mind doing this again. [ bringing their mouths back together. he lets his teeth tease along his lower lip, tugging playfully. one of his arms slides over his shoulder, anchoring him in while the other hand draws down his chest, fingers splayed to get a lay of the land so to speak. so sue him, the dark of the closet is really getting to him in a good way, enhancing his sense of touch the less he can see. ] Outside of the closet...
[ they've got time, though, and eiden squeezes his hip, giving another roll of his own against that knee between his thighs. ]
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You gotta admit, the closet makes it atmospheric, at least. But I wouldn't mind a little more space, either. And a little more light. Hard to appreciate someone properly like this.
[ His hand slides up to cup at the nape of the man's neck as he draws him in a little closer, shifting the angle of the kiss. Letting him delve a little deeper as his tongue slides against Eiden's, exploring and teasing in return. ]
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[ eiden leans into that hand behind his neck easily, parting his lips to let the kiss deepen. he can feel the heat of his own essence pumping through him, excited at the prospect of someone so receptive.
he feels that smile and can't help but bring his hand even lower, giving sylvain a warm brush with his fingertips between his thighs. it's not his fault he has to explore blind, in fact, he prefers it like this, letting himself explore without all the other sensory inputs. it means he can take his time, map things out. the grinding earns a little moan mid-kiss, eiden can feel the heat in the tips of his ears, spreading down to his cheeks. he's definitely hit the jackpot here. ]
But yeah, something less claustro... [ between one kiss and the next, each deeper than the last. he's lost the word, sinking further into the kiss. fuck it. ] - ohhh...
[ even though they've definitely woken up with just a robe to their names and just some free t-shirts. it's seven minutes in heaven, he's going to make sure it's about as heavenly as it gets if allowed. if not, he'll easily shift hands back to his hips, teasing what skin he can find with a warm touch. ]
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You don’t need to use the dark as an excuse to explore. I don’t mind.
[ He’d felt those questing fingers and his own arousal tucked away beneath his robe, stirring with interest from the combination of the kiss and the anticipation for what else might follow.
His other hand slides down, tracing down over Eiden’s torso before drifting teasingly lower. Cupping him through the fabric, his palm warm even though the material. ]
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[ caught! he expected that, but giggles in the dark anyways, his teeth nipping gently at sylvain's lip before kissing him back. he hums into his mouth when he's cupped, presses into that hand as he does the very same, sliding his own under sylvain's robe shamelessly. ]
Then you've got free reign too. I like being touched - a lot. [ he can feel it, the way the neon gemstone presses into his chest, a reminder of what he carries. his breath hitches a little (pleasantly) at the touch.] So help yourself, okay?
[ he maybe just happens to wiggle into that hand shamelessly, delighted at the prospect of literal heaven in this stupid closet. his fingers find him, eager to seek out the shape of him beneath that luxurious resort robe, getting around him to grasp flesh to his palm. nose to nose, lips a hairsbreadth away from sylvain's he looks up at him in the dark with eager eyes. ]
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He rocks his hips into that touch, even as he gives Eiden’s cock another deliberate stroke. ]
You know, they never gave us any stipulations on where we were meant to kiss for seven minutes…
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They sure didn't. That's what they get for not being specific.
[ not that they probably wouldn't like it - to open up the door on them kissing much more than just each other's lips. eiden returns the stroke himself, squeezing him in hand and letting his thumb trail to the tip of him slowly, circling the head. ]
And I'm kinda hungry, so.
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Was that your not-so-subtle way of hinting you wanted to suck my cock?
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Yes.
[ as much as he likes being pinned up here against the door, sylvain's knee between his thighs. he's going to miss the position, but he can always (bear grylls voice) adapt, overcome, survive. he's slowly parting sylvain's robe to lay his other hand on his chest, stroking him in a tempo that's soft-tight-soft-tight, letting the head of him brush his skin as he draws him closer, shifting to slowly slide down that leg towards the floor. ]
I think your friend really wants to join the party, so... far be it from me not to give him a taste, yeah?
[ i'm sorry he just Says Things. ]
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He doesn't bother to bite back his laugh this time, playfully tugging him closer by his grip on the man's cock. He steps back - albeit reluctantly - to give him enough room to work here. ]
Well, then. Far be it from me to not give you a taste.
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[ for the record, said as he's already got both hands around sylvain beneath his robe. the feeling of that playful tug stays with him, hot in the pit of his stomach as he sighs out, hot and wet at the head of his dick. ]
But since you're offering... [ his tongue slides out and he licks out softly, a lap at the base of his head before lips wrap around it, an open-mouthed kiss with a trembling hum. eiden wants more than seven minutes, said as he slides to the floor, thighs splayed and throat bared up as he takes him down slowly into mouth.
further
and further... does he have a gag reflex? no. ]
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Reaching out, he threads his fingers in Eiden’s hair and holds him there, just to see if he can. Relishing the wet heat of his mouth around him. ]
Well, aren’t you just full of surprises?
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he swallows, pulling him back into his throat, a little wetness pricking his his eyes before he closes them again.
when he pulls off, it's wet. licking his own lips: ]
... Wanted to taste you... [ he's barely had to even be patient. something about being in a closet, with the possibility of being discovered even. ]
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You can have whatever you want right now.
[ He tugs again lightly, guiding him back, eyes dark and locked on that upturned face. ]
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good he can dissociate into thisbut no, it's a good distraction to thinking about anything else. eiden's lips part and find him again, taking him inside his mouth. his tongue, soft and wet, flattens against it, guiding it back. ]Mmmph~mmhm...
[ he hums his appreciation, digging fingers into his hips, sliding down slightly to grab sylvain's ass a little more comfortably as he guides him in. his face flushes fully as he doesn't look away, eyes just half-lidded in a look of feline contentment. ]
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But it was still tempting. ]
Has anyone told you how good you look like this? [ He murmurs the words, low and husky, his cock twitching against Eiden’s tongue as pleasure shivers through him.
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he knows he looks good.
eiden works him diligently, but perhaps can feel the resistance to simply let go and pulls off of him with a gasp, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes wet and with the effort and thrill. ]
I can take it, promise... [ said with lips skimming his hipbone, pressing slow, damp kisses to it as he nuzzles into the line of his cock and licks a wet stripe up the underside. ] Go ahead. I got you.
[ saying this as he reaches for the hand in his hair and wraps fingers around his knuckles, encouraging him to tighten his grip. ] You're doing perfect. [ as he lowers his head to bottom out his throat around him again, encouraging him with a slightly rougher pace, letting him feel out how much he can tolerate and then some. it looks like maybe he doesn't mind it rough at all, his cock dripping through the pants he's managed to scrounge up. ]
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He holds back a chuckle, however, by tightening his grip in the man's hair and rocking forward slightly. Pressing deep into that wet heat once more as he nudges against the back of Eiden's throat. ]
Is that how you like it, then? Rougher? Being used?
[ There's no judgement in the husky words, no disapproval. He knows all too well how it feels to let go in the other man's position. The high that can come from that feeling. It's not one he lets himself feel often, because there aren't many he trusts that far - at least that he lets in his bedroom - but he's been on this end of it enough to adapt quickly. ]
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his fingers dig into sylvain's skin as he bobs himself against him, one sliding to stroke his hip bone, the other holding onto that hand still, tracing knuckles with his slightly callused fingertips. eventually that hand drops, wraps around sylvain's thigh to anchor himself.
he hollows his cheeks, drawing tighter around sylvain's cock, but then parting his lips further to allow him full range to pump into his throat, every once in a while swallowing sharply and demanding to drag lips down harder again. ]
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He’s going to take that as a yes, then.
Feeling the way Eiden relaxes into the hold, opens himself up to more, he gives him what he wants. Thrusting into that wet heat with deliberate intent, he relishes the sensations from it. How good Eiden is with his tongue, knowing exactly where and when to apply pressure. It’s clear he knows what he’s doing and Sylvain indulges them both - chasing his pleasure and letting Eiden hear the evidence of it in a low, strained moan. He alternates with deep slow thrusts or faster shallow ones.
He could drag this out, if he wanted. He’s tempted. But he has no idea what will happen after seven minutes and also he’s more interested in an exchange of pleasure rather than just receiving it. So he lets himself slip deeper into it, not holding back, letting Eiden coax his orgasm closer without any resistance or restraint from him. Not quite there yet, but certainly getting closer with each skilled slide of the other man’s tongue or the squeeze of his throat around the head of his cock. Which he buries himself in far more often then he might otherwise, if only because Eiden makes the most delicious noises around him every time he does so. ]
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between his thighs, his arousal is unmistakable. this kind of service is what he lives for, and when he pops off his cock, taking it in hand to stroke it firmly against his cheek, he gives a ragged sigh. ]
You're fantastic... you wanna come like this? In my mouth or on my face...?
[ nosing gently at the base of his cock. ]
Or is there something else you want - a little variety with the time we've got left.
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And what is it you want? If you could have any one thing right now, what would it be? It doesn’t seem fair that I’m the only one getting what I want here.
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