[ oh, this is so much better than tighnari had expected. sylvain looks beautiful, sprawled out and panting, flushed and hot and achingly hard for him. tighnari presses a line of hot kisses along sylvain's jaw, before dragging his tongue along the tender space beneath his ear, and his fingers tighten, squeezing his cock, pumping a little harder. ]
Mmm.. good boy.
[ he whispers, before he's dropping another line of kisses down his throat, and along the ridge of his collarbone. he's feeling flushed now, warm and aroused, his pulse kicking up and his ears laying back against his hair - tighnari is good at this, at being in charge, being decisive, knowing what he wants.
sitting up a little bit, tighnari reaches down to undo his own pants. ]
[ The shudder that slips down his spine at the praise takes him by surprise, has him biting back a quiet whimper, teeth worrying his lip as Tighnari’s strokes turn deliciously rougher.
He feels the man above him start to move and those lust-darkened eyes flick open once more to watch, dropping when those hands drop to unfasten his own pants.
Sylvain’s hands are quick to slide up his thighs, though, since those are the closest parts of him in reach. ]
Any preference where? [ There’s a deliberate pause there before he casts Tighnari a cheeky smirk and lets his voice drop into a huskier note before adding on the last bit. ] …Master?
[ that cheeky little master earns sylvain an arched brow. ]
That's right, and don't you forget it. Touch my back, and my tail.
[ he murmurs, before surging downward to kiss sylvain again, freeing his own cock so that they rub together when he rocks his hips downward. with both of them in hand now, tighnari strokes them together as best as he can with his small hand, gathering precum with his thumb to lubricate the way. ]
[ The kiss muffles the deep moan Sylvain makes when Tighnari grinds down against him, bringing his cock to slide against his own. Hips arch as Sylvain's hands automatically slide up Tighnari's hips to grip - or maybe cling - before sliding further up his back as bidden.
Calloused fingertips sweep along the line of his spine, the faintest scrape of nails adding an edge to the touch, before he wraps fingers around the man's tail and strokes down it like one would a cat. Curious and exploring, even if it is more than a little distracted by the strokes of Tighnari's own fingers. ]
[ sylvain has good hands, warm and broad, callused from his work with the spear, and as they drag over his skin he hums, shivering, his skin jumping beneath the pull of sylvain's hands. the stroke down his tail earns a low, soft purr in his chest that rolls and rumbles, and tighnari takes a moment simply to enjoy it.
but then he's moving again, giving their cocks a few more slow, deep strokes before he releases them to lean over toward the nightstand, tugging open the small drawer there. inside are a number of toys, which.. tighnari considers for a moment, before he draws out the tube of lubricant beside them. ]
[ Sylvain’s grin is quick and crooked as he takes in the lube Tighnari has pulled out of the nightstand. But he’s also quick to obey, hands sliding down to grip the hem of the oversized sweater Tighnari wears to try and tug it up over his head. And his ears. Which is something he’s never had to maneuver before so this is going to be an adventure.
He has no idea how his pants work with his tail, but he supposes he’s gonna have to figure it out quickly.
And he might eye the sweater a moment after removing it, fingers twitching to fold it, but there’s nowhere to put it, so he sighs and tosses it over to drape on the chair not far from the bed instead.
His inner neat freak will just have to deal for now. ]
[ tighnari lifts his arms and straightens his ears to allow sylvain to sweep his sweater over his head, leaving it aside. he's a bit of a neat freak too, sometimes, but right now he's occupied with sylvain, and that's all that he wants to be thinking about right now. sylvain will need a little help with his tail, he thinks, so tighnari reaches back to tug down the back of his leggings, slipping his tail through the hole to free it.
then he's taking sylvain's hands, guiding them, using them to help to tug his leggings down over his thighs and off, leaving him entirely nude, the lichtenberg scar reaching down his chest and right shoulder and arm on clear display.
after that, tighnari plucks up the bottle of lubricant again, while he moves to straddle sylvain's hips again, grinding down hard and slow to create warm, pleasurable friction. flicking the tube open with his thumb, tighnari spreads the lubricant against his fingers, his brown-green eyes shifted downward to watch sylvain's face as his hand drops again, dragging slippery fingers along sylvain's cock. ]
[ Sylvain’s eyes are drawn to that scar and he lets his fingers trace along the jagged lines. He’s seen such scars as the result of magic attacks, but never quite like this.
Then he gets distracted because Tighnari is grinding down against him once more, naked this time, and then adding the slide of slicked fingers, making him give a breathless groan as his hands grip the man’s hips, nails biting lightly into skin.
He’s a little surprised that Tighnari starts slicking his cock, but he can work with that, whatever the other man wants with him. Still, he does slide his hand around to trail fingers along the underside of his cock. ]
Let me? [ He lets his gaze drop to the tube of lube, knowing he might have an easier angle for this. ]
[ while sylvain is busy tracing tighnari's scar, tighnari is busy slicking up sylvain's cock, squeezing and sliding and teasing the tip, at least until he asks to do it himself. tighnari tilts his head, regarding him for a moment, before he decides to assent and press the bottle of lubricant into his callused palm. ]
I'll allow it.
[ tighnari shifts his weight a little, lifting his hips and curling his tail up against his back.
he's flushed and warm by now, his cock hard and reddened, slick at the tip and aching to be touched, but he's just as disciplined with himself as he's being with sylvain.. for now. he wants to wait, wants to enjoy this all thoroughly and completely. his pupils are blown wide as he looks down into sylvain's handsome face, his ears swiveling forward, at attention. ]
[ Sylvain takes the lube, slathering it on his fingers. It’s different from the oils he’s used to from home, but this might work even better.
His fingers slicked, he slides his hand down between them… not reaching for his own cock, but slipping between Tighnari’s thighs so he can slide them back to circle that tight ring of muscle. Coating his skin with the oil in preparation before letting a finger slip inside of him, just up to the first knuckle. ]
[ sylvain's slick fingers slide along the seam of his ass, and tighnari tenses with excitement, with anticipation, and when he feels his finger slip inside he hums, closing his eyes and giving his hips a slow rock downward. it isn't enough, but it's good, and more is coming. tighnari's tail flicks back and forth, contented, and his hands drop to touch sylvain, palms sliding along his forearms. ]
More..
[ closing his eyes, tighnari presses his hips downward, already aching for more. ]
[ He feels that tail flicking against his legs - which is very strange, but he likes the softness of it. At the demand for more, he gives Tighnari exactly what he wants, working his finger a little deeper into him, feeling the muscles stretch and give before he starts easing another finger into him, intensifying the feel.
His own cock aches, but he ignores it for now, needing to focus on what he’s doing before his own anticipation (and heightened sensitivity - not that he realizes that) gets carried away. Fortunately, Tighnari is very distracting. ]
[ tighnari is used to being the one to prep himself, so this is a nice, novel feeling to him, to feel those fingers sinking into him, stretching tight muscle, sliding easily with the lubricant. knuckles sink deep, and tighnari exhales sharply, breathing deep, pushing down for more. it's still not quite enough, but he knows better than to rush, knows how important it is to take their time with this when he needs the time to adjust and stretch.
with a low, soft hum tighnari begins to rock his hips gently forward and back, forward and back, fucking himself slowly on those fingers, their cocks sliding together. ]
[ He gives a soft hiss when Tighnari rocks above him, sliding their cocks together, pleasure shivering across his nerves. He lets Tighnari work his fingers deeper when he rocks back, using the movement to stretch him further. Scissoring them gently apart to stretch muscles.
And maybe let calloused fingertips explore and quest for what will bring him the most pleasure in the process. Learning him and committing his reactions to memory, as he so often does.
Considering the difference in their sizes, he glances down the lines of their bodies as Tighnari moves against him. ]
[ at that, tighnari's mouth curves into a smile. ]
Yes, I can.
[ he'll have to, really, if he wants to be able to fit that cock. tighnari is a small man, but he knows how to use his body, and he understands biology - he can adapt easily, and know how to make it good and pleasurable too.
sylvain is doing well, though - those seeking fingers soon strike gold, sliding against the warm lump of his prostate in a way that makes tighnari gasp inward, then exhale in a low, pleasured whine. ]
Sylvain’s smile is slow and knowing as he brushes his fingertips over that spot again, loving the reaction he’d gotten. He uses it as a distraction over the next several moments as he starts working a third finger into him, taking his time, but making sure to send pleasure arcing along Tighnari’s nerves every few strokes.
Feeling him tighten, watching his body arch… It was beautiful and Sylvain wanted to watch more. Wanted to see what other noises he could draw from his lips.
While one hand continues to stretch him open, his other slid down to wrap around their cocks, stroking them in tandem, slow, and alternating with how he worked his fingers into the other man’s body. ]
[ of course sylvain zeroes in on that immediately, fingertips pressing to his sweet spot without hesitation, and it isn't long before tighnari is squirming a little in his lap. the third finger burns a little, stretching him further, but tighnari knows how to relax himself and not fight it.
then those fingers are around their cocks, and he exhales a breathless laugh. ]
Mmn.. I don't remember giving you permission to do that, my pet.
[ but he's smiling, clearly teasing as he thrusts into the hold of sylvain's fingers. ]
I was improvising. You looked a little distracted.
[ The cheeky retort is offered with a faintly crooked grin, but he doesn’t stop anyway.
HIs own voice is more than a little strained, his dark eyes watching hungrily as Tighnari rocks above him. Tight around his fingers, he can’t wait to feel that motion when Tighnari does ride his cock, the thought making him shudder and arch up into his own grip, sliding skin against soft skin in the process. ]
[ yes, he's ten thousand percent distracted. he's all warmed up now, hard and stretched and ready, feeling hungry, greedy, feral. tighnari gives himself a few more minutes anyway, his hands resting on sylvain's chest as his hips continue to roll, taking his fingers in deep, pushing his cock through his grasp until there's no more discomfort at all, only sweet pleasure and the thrill of anticipation. ]
[ He’s tempted to keep going, just to see what Tighnari would do, but he’s just as impatient right now, so he’ll save potential disobedience for another time. Which is hopefully a possibility after this, considering what they’re here for.
He withdraws his fingers with a groan, releasing his grip on their cocks as well, even though he gives one more shallow rock to grind up against the heated body perched above him. ]
[ tighnari is hungry by now, stretched and so very ready, so the moment sylvain's fingers are removed tighnari is already shifting against his lap. hoisting himself up on his knees, he takes ahold of that thick cock, spilling a bit more lubricant over it and giving him a few deep strokes before positioning himself.
lowering his hips again, he slowly, carefully takes sylvain into his body, sinking down, feeling the deep, burning stretch. it aches a little, he's thicker even than his fingers had been, but smoother, and tighnari breathes slowly as he seats himself in sylvain's lap, taking him in deep. ]
Give me.. a moment..
[ eyes closed, he exhales slowly, softly, and urges his body to relax. ]
[ Sylvain’s eyes slam closed as he shudders beneath him, because Tighnari might have been trying to prepare for this, but having the other man take him in as he did sends shivering waves of pleasure through him as he tries not to arch up into him. Wanting to give Tighnari the time to adjust he needed, but also.
Fuck, he was tight and it was taking all his willpower not to fuck up into him to bury himself again and again. ]
Fuck, you’re still so tight. Maybe I should have gone for four…
[ at that, tighnari exhales a sound like a rough laugh, thin and breathless, his mouth curved. ]
Mm.. maybe.
[ a low chuckle, and tighnari opens his eyes again, glancing down to see sylvain in exquisite agony, deep and tearing pleasure that pleases tighnari to see. he breathes in, out, in again, out again, slowly beginning to relax around the intrusive cock, but still remaining as tight as a gripping fist.
leaning back, tighnari presses padded palms and fingers to sylvain's thighs and finally begins to move, giving his hips a slow, experimental roll. ]
[ Nevermind. Tighnari moving above him is both better and far more excruciating. His hands come to grasp at the man’s thighs as his own buck involuntarily, cock pressing deeper as that rolling motion as the clench and squeeze of too-tight muscles around him hitting in an all new way.
He thrusts up, his own hips rocking to meet him as his nails bite lightly into warm flesh. ]
Oh, do you, now? Have you forgotten your place, pet?
[ tighnari whispers softly, his voice dropping dangerously low, and he goes completely still on sylvain's lap, unmoving save for the clench of muscle tight around his cock, squeezing. ]
You don't get to tell me what to do, sweet puppy.
[ he purrs, flicking his gaze back down to sylvain's face, his short claws sinking into the flesh of sylvain's thighs. ]
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Mmm.. good boy.
[ he whispers, before he's dropping another line of kisses down his throat, and along the ridge of his collarbone. he's feeling flushed now, warm and aroused, his pulse kicking up and his ears laying back against his hair - tighnari is good at this, at being in charge, being decisive, knowing what he wants.
sitting up a little bit, tighnari reaches down to undo his own pants. ]
Put your hands on me.
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He feels the man above him start to move and those lust-darkened eyes flick open once more to watch, dropping when those hands drop to unfasten his own pants.
Sylvain’s hands are quick to slide up his thighs, though, since those are the closest parts of him in reach. ]
Any preference where? [ There’s a deliberate pause there before he casts Tighnari a cheeky smirk and lets his voice drop into a huskier note before adding on the last bit. ] …Master?
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That's right, and don't you forget it. Touch my back, and my tail.
[ he murmurs, before surging downward to kiss sylvain again, freeing his own cock so that they rub together when he rocks his hips downward. with both of them in hand now, tighnari strokes them together as best as he can with his small hand, gathering precum with his thumb to lubricate the way. ]
Now, what to do with you..
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Calloused fingertips sweep along the line of his spine, the faintest scrape of nails adding an edge to the touch, before he wraps fingers around the man's tail and strokes down it like one would a cat. Curious and exploring, even if it is more than a little distracted by the strokes of Tighnari's own fingers. ]
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but then he's moving again, giving their cocks a few more slow, deep strokes before he releases them to lean over toward the nightstand, tugging open the small drawer there. inside are a number of toys, which.. tighnari considers for a moment, before he draws out the tube of lubricant beside them. ]
Now, undress me.
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He has no idea how his pants work with his tail, but he supposes he’s gonna have to figure it out quickly.
And he might eye the sweater a moment after removing it, fingers twitching to fold it, but there’s nowhere to put it, so he sighs and tosses it over to drape on the chair not far from the bed instead.
His inner neat freak will just have to deal for now. ]
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then he's taking sylvain's hands, guiding them, using them to help to tug his leggings down over his thighs and off, leaving him entirely nude, the lichtenberg scar reaching down his chest and right shoulder and arm on clear display.
after that, tighnari plucks up the bottle of lubricant again, while he moves to straddle sylvain's hips again, grinding down hard and slow to create warm, pleasurable friction. flicking the tube open with his thumb, tighnari spreads the lubricant against his fingers, his brown-green eyes shifted downward to watch sylvain's face as his hand drops again, dragging slippery fingers along sylvain's cock. ]
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Then he gets distracted because Tighnari is grinding down against him once more, naked this time, and then adding the slide of slicked fingers, making him give a breathless groan as his hands grip the man’s hips, nails biting lightly into skin.
He’s a little surprised that Tighnari starts slicking his cock, but he can work with that, whatever the other man wants with him. Still, he does slide his hand around to trail fingers along the underside of his cock. ]
Let me? [ He lets his gaze drop to the tube of lube, knowing he might have an easier angle for this. ]
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I'll allow it.
[ tighnari shifts his weight a little, lifting his hips and curling his tail up against his back.
he's flushed and warm by now, his cock hard and reddened, slick at the tip and aching to be touched, but he's just as disciplined with himself as he's being with sylvain.. for now. he wants to wait, wants to enjoy this all thoroughly and completely. his pupils are blown wide as he looks down into sylvain's handsome face, his ears swiveling forward, at attention. ]
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His fingers slicked, he slides his hand down between them… not reaching for his own cock, but slipping between Tighnari’s thighs so he can slide them back to circle that tight ring of muscle. Coating his skin with the oil in preparation before letting a finger slip inside of him, just up to the first knuckle. ]
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More..
[ closing his eyes, tighnari presses his hips downward, already aching for more. ]
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His own cock aches, but he ignores it for now, needing to focus on what he’s doing before his own anticipation (and heightened sensitivity - not that he realizes that) gets carried away. Fortunately, Tighnari is very distracting. ]
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with a low, soft hum tighnari begins to rock his hips gently forward and back, forward and back, fucking himself slowly on those fingers, their cocks sliding together. ]
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And maybe let calloused fingertips explore and quest for what will bring him the most pleasure in the process. Learning him and committing his reactions to memory, as he so often does.
Considering the difference in their sizes, he glances down the lines of their bodies as Tighnari moves against him. ]
Can you take a third?
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Yes, I can.
[ he'll have to, really, if he wants to be able to fit that cock. tighnari is a small man, but he knows how to use his body, and he understands biology - he can adapt easily, and know how to make it good and pleasurable too.
sylvain is doing well, though - those seeking fingers soon strike gold, sliding against the warm lump of his prostate in a way that makes tighnari gasp inward, then exhale in a low, pleasured whine. ]
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Sylvain’s smile is slow and knowing as he brushes his fingertips over that spot again, loving the reaction he’d gotten. He uses it as a distraction over the next several moments as he starts working a third finger into him, taking his time, but making sure to send pleasure arcing along Tighnari’s nerves every few strokes.
Feeling him tighten, watching his body arch… It was beautiful and Sylvain wanted to watch more. Wanted to see what other noises he could draw from his lips.
While one hand continues to stretch him open, his other slid down to wrap around their cocks, stroking them in tandem, slow, and alternating with how he worked his fingers into the other man’s body. ]
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then those fingers are around their cocks, and he exhales a breathless laugh. ]
Mmn.. I don't remember giving you permission to do that, my pet.
[ but he's smiling, clearly teasing as he thrusts into the hold of sylvain's fingers. ]
Don't stop.
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[ The cheeky retort is offered with a faintly crooked grin, but he doesn’t stop anyway.
HIs own voice is more than a little strained, his dark eyes watching hungrily as Tighnari rocks above him. Tight around his fingers, he can’t wait to feel that motion when Tighnari does ride his cock, the thought making him shudder and arch up into his own grip, sliding skin against soft skin in the process. ]
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[ yes, he's ten thousand percent distracted. he's all warmed up now, hard and stretched and ready, feeling hungry, greedy, feral. tighnari gives himself a few more minutes anyway, his hands resting on sylvain's chest as his hips continue to roll, taking his fingers in deep, pushing his cock through his grasp until there's no more discomfort at all, only sweet pleasure and the thrill of anticipation. ]
Fingers out.
[ he's ready. ]
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He withdraws his fingers with a groan, releasing his grip on their cocks as well, even though he gives one more shallow rock to grind up against the heated body perched above him. ]
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lowering his hips again, he slowly, carefully takes sylvain into his body, sinking down, feeling the deep, burning stretch. it aches a little, he's thicker even than his fingers had been, but smoother, and tighnari breathes slowly as he seats himself in sylvain's lap, taking him in deep. ]
Give me.. a moment..
[ eyes closed, he exhales slowly, softly, and urges his body to relax. ]
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[ Sylvain’s eyes slam closed as he shudders beneath him, because Tighnari might have been trying to prepare for this, but having the other man take him in as he did sends shivering waves of pleasure through him as he tries not to arch up into him. Wanting to give Tighnari the time to adjust he needed, but also.
Fuck, he was tight and it was taking all his willpower not to fuck up into him to bury himself again and again. ]
Fuck, you’re still so tight. Maybe I should have gone for four…
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Mm.. maybe.
[ a low chuckle, and tighnari opens his eyes again, glancing down to see sylvain in exquisite agony, deep and tearing pleasure that pleases tighnari to see. he breathes in, out, in again, out again, slowly beginning to relax around the intrusive cock, but still remaining as tight as a gripping fist.
leaning back, tighnari presses padded palms and fingers to sylvain's thighs and finally begins to move, giving his hips a slow, experimental roll. ]
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He thrusts up, his own hips rocking to meet him as his nails bite lightly into warm flesh. ]
Fuck, Tighnari, I need you to move…
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[ tighnari whispers softly, his voice dropping dangerously low, and he goes completely still on sylvain's lap, unmoving save for the clench of muscle tight around his cock, squeezing. ]
You don't get to tell me what to do, sweet puppy.
[ he purrs, flicking his gaze back down to sylvain's face, his short claws sinking into the flesh of sylvain's thighs. ]
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