[ A flush rises on G'raha's face as he continues unbuttoning, not meeting Dainsleif's eyes. ]
'Tis only natural that I be excited about something so enjoyable.
[ He slips Dainsleif's shirt off his shoulders and, of course, he has to look and reach upwards to do so. His eyes flick up to his lover's face and he smiles as he draws his hands back down his now bare chest. ]
And the sooner I have you in bed, the sooner I can reach everything I want.
[Dainsleif hums softly. G'raha's hands continue their work and so do his, one by his side while the other gives attention to the soft, soft edge of his ear.
He chuckles a little as goosebumps rise across his skin at his partner's touch, and the blue tendrils of Abyssal magic threaded through the blackened mark creeping across his chest and covering his arm glow faintly as if in their own response.]
Ah, well, I wouldn't want it to be difficult.
[A smile, then, as he takes G'raha's hands while he moves to seat himself on the edge of the bed, then places those hands on his shoulders.]
[ G'raha's fingers trace a path from Dainsleif's shoulders up his neck, until they're cradling his head, tilting his face up so that G'raha can lean over and press a kiss to his lover's lips. And then he pulls away and pushes Dainsleif back towards the mattress. ]
[Though there's nothing about him that suggests he's going to refuse at this stage, he does pause for a moment with a quiet intensity in his expression, as if he's committing something to memory.
Then the look is gone, he smiles faintly, and he shifts himself back as commanded and drops himself down to his elbows.
Time spent with G'raha has accustomed him to the way his own body looks now in ways he couldn't have anticipated. Where he would once flinch himself away from the slightest touch or avoid it if he could he finds himself now welcoming it, from a chosen few at least. No more than this particular one, who he then wordlessly beckons with a small movement of his head and a soft, subtle smirk.
It's a side of himself he had never thought to see again and it is often in moments like this that his gratitude for it swells.]
[ G'raha hardly needs the invitation, spoken or not. He climbs into bed after Dainsleif and straddles the man's waist, gazing down at the sight beneath him with affection and appreciation. ]
You are wonderful.
[ He leans down to press another kiss to Dainsleif's lips, and then one to his nose, one to his cheek, a gentle nip on his earlobe, a light scrape of sharp canines against his neck. G'raha continues down his lover's chest in this fashion, kissing and teasing both cursed and uncursed skin alike. His right hand begins toying with Dainsleif's nipple and he glances up at his face to gauge the reaction. ]
Is this good?
[ Dainsleif's never complained about the crystal's texture before, but G'raha wants to be sure. ]
[He sinks into everything, watching with rapt attention while G'raha moves his kisses lower. The attention of his right hand makes the blond man jump a little, though not because it's unpleasant.]
Mm-- yes, it's good.
[Dainsleif has never complained about the texture of the crystal because he has never minded it (though he would still have misgivings about it going lower), and he shifts his weight onto one elbow to brush the other man's hair behind his ear.]
Keep going. If you do something I don't like, I'll tell you.
Mmm. You'll tell me if I do something you like as well, won't you? I want to ensure that you enjoy this.
[ He continues to rub over that fleshy nub while he lowers his mouth over its blackened twin. He licks and teases at them, aiming to get a reaction from Dainsleif.
And if that doesn't do the trick, he's scooted far enough down his lover's body that he can grind their hips together. ]
[He's finding that he actually likes this kind of attention on the whole. Though it's not something he's ever expressed he'll admit he's been curious, and that G'raha came out and said it without prompting just makes it feel all the better.
Simply put, the other man can consider that he likes everything unless he says otherwise.]
Ngh-- [G'raha is rewarded from that grind of his hips with a full-body twitch from his lover and a catch of breath audible in Dainsleif's throat. The blond man hisses through his teeth, shuddering.] You're-- trying to drive me insane, are you..?
[ G'raha raises his head, but his hand continues teasing the other side, circling the pink areola with one finger as he speaks. ]
Is that how it seems? I'm simply applying what I've learned.
[ And just whose example might he be following, hmm? G'raha's certainly aware of who it might be, judging by the mischief in his eyes and voice. As if to drive the point home, he presses a kiss to the center of Dainsleif's chest, just as Dainsleif has done to him so many times before. ]
[Given that G'raha really only has one example to be following right now... well, Dainsleif has to laugh, really, because he thoroughly made his own bed with this and now he has to lie in it.
Not that he's complaining.]
No, no... this is good.
[Under the initial nerves he is genuinely enjoying himself and all the careful ministrations of his lover. It feels different to be the one having the attention lavished on them, to be the one not in control, and he's surprised to find that he wants more of it.]
You know, I never... thought I'd want anyone to touch me like this. ['Like this' meaning many things. He smiles and curls a hand around the back of G'raha's neck, gently urging him back up so he can kiss him.] But I'd let you do anything to me.
[ G'raha complies readily with the unspoken request to meet Dainsleif's lips. He kisses him deeply, hand still fondling his chest all the while, until his breath grows short. ]
You are... always so good to me. I... I wish to treat you just as well. [ He brushes the back of his fingers against his lover's pale cheek. ] You deserve it just as certainly as I do.
Mm... it's almost easy to believe it when you say it.
[A little short of breath from the very welcome kisses, he tilts his head slightly into the touch against his cheek and slides his own hand into G'raha's hair to gently tease at one of his ears.]
You can keep going.
[It's good; he can feel himself sinking more into this as time passes.]
[ How dearly he loves this man. How deeply he wants to drive him mad with pleasure. He leans into Dainsleif's touch against his ear and plants another kiss on the corner of his mouth before he begins trailing downwards again.
He mouths over his lover's chest, thoroughly exploring its mounds and valleys. What a treat, and one he intends to savor, that's for certain. It's already such a different experience than their usual sex. Usually by this point, he's already starting to let go of his conscious mind, giving himself over to instinct and pleasure to guide him, but right now, his focus is sharp. The full force of his concentration is honed on Dainsleif, on alert for any reaction, any special pleasures to indulge. His own pleasure hardly crosses his mind.
Minutes pass before he pulls away and sits up. Even if he hasn't been thinking of his own pleasure, his face is still flushed with arousal and heat, and he hastily sheds his own shirt. ]
Would you kindly remove your trousers for me?
[ He's too busy to take care of them himself, as he has to get out of bed to fetch the lube--by now he is deeply familiar with where Dainsleif keeps it--and also deal with his own trousers. ]
[And while G'raha keeps himself and his senses sharp for any response, Dainsleif tentatively allows himself to relax. It's usually him keeping an eye out for things like that, following every reaction that his lover's body and voice gives to him, but with the tables turned he needs to be the one giving the signals.
With this being such a novel experience those signals certainly come. His body twitches when G'raha kisses or nips at a sensitive spot, with the border between the curse-marked and pale, unmarred skin being one of particular note (and one that surprises even him). Dainsleif's fingers curl into the sheets under him, or into G'raha's hair if he can reach it easily, occasionally rubbing gently at his ear or running his fingertips over the crystal of his back and shoulders.
The request seems to shake him out of something, his next breath shivering into his chest as he nods.]
Mm-- yes, of course.
[And so he does, fumbling with his belt in eagerness. How ridiculous that something like this can make him feel so young again.]
[ While the locations of Dainsleif's more sensitive spots do not escape G'raha's notice, the clumsy way he fumbles with his belt does, as it happens while he is too concerned with removing his own trousers. It's a lot easier to do while one is standing up and able to move one's tail freely, it turns out. Not that his tail is any more still than usual, far from it. It's still raised and waving eagerly as he retrieves the little bottle he's after and returns to his lover on the bed.
Settling down next to Dainsleif for the moment, affection fills his gaze as it travels over the other man's nude form. Following in its wake, the forefinger of his free hand traces over the edge of the curse. Beautiful. Wonderful. This is already worthwhile for the knowledge he's gained, and hopefully it only gets better. ]
[His lips turn up in a smile as he breathes out a soft laugh, and he reaches one hand up to run it through G'raha's hair.]
Truthfully... I'm a little nervous.
[And that is not easy to admit, even here and to this person - someone he would dare say he trusts most in this world and any other. He rubs his thumb behind the other man's ear and shifts slightly against the fingertip that trails against the edge of the blackened marks on his skin. It's a strange sensation, like mild static or pins and needles.]
But I'm ready.
[Eager, even. He knows G'raha will stop if he asks him to.]
[ G'raha leans his head into Dainsleif's touch, and strokes his lover's hair in turn. ]
I'll be as gentle as I can manage.
[ A soft kiss to Dainsleif's lips serves as emphasis before G'raha pulls away to reposition himself between the other man's legs, pushing his knees up for easier access. He pours some liquid over his left hand, carefully closes the bottle and sets it aside, and then, rather than proceeding further along those lines, he holds his right hand out to Dainsleif. ]
Give me your hand.
[ He gives it a brief, fond squeeze before he slides his grip up to the wrist, which he uses to pull that hand forward and guide it to wrap around the base of Dainsleif's own cock. He might not be able to touch it directly, not when his flesh hand has a much more important task before it, but let it never be said that the Crystal Exarch is not a resourceful man. ]
[When he, trustingly, gives G'raha his hand when asked he doesn't know what the other man plans to do with it, so when he's guided to grasp his own cock he can't help but laugh. It feels a little out of place but dissipates a good chunk of the tension he was feeling, and he hums in appreciation of his lover's foresight as he gives his length a slow stroke.]
I think I can manage that.
[Pity that G'raha's hand is going to be busy but Dainsleif can already feel his body thrumming with the anticipation of what is to come.]
If I don't tell you to stop, assume I don't want you to.
[ G'raha gives a small noise of acknowledgement as he shifts his grip on Dainsleif's wrist to give him better control in directing its movements. Push up, pull down. His grip is light enough to not prevent Dainsleif from moving on his own if he wants to, or even to move him if he doesn't want it, but taking control isn't really the point. It's enough just to be involved up here as well as below.
He gives the cock a gentle kiss to the tip before he pulls back. Much as he'd like to give it more personal attention, he doesn't have the confidence necessary to try the next steps blind. In theory, it should be simple to find his target by touch alone--he's done it to himself before, after all--but Dainsleif's not the only one feeling nervous. He'd rather see it.
Two fingers rub over Dainsleif's hole, a light, teasing touch at first, but the pressure gradually increases until one of them slips gently inside. It eases its way in farther delicately, probing for the exact spot that'll get a good reaction. With his position secure for the time being, G'raha's gaze travels appreciatively over his lover's body, watching how it responds to his movements. He's alert for signs of discomfort and pleasure both, and ready to adjust his movements in response to either. It seems that despite how reckless he's always been with his own body, it's a completely different story when it comes to someone else's. ]
[He follows the instruction as it's given, though his expression briefly tinges with amusment over how seriously G'raha is taking all of this. Dainsleif keeps his grip light so as not to overstimulate himself - he's already excited, and hitting the finish line before things even begin would not do at all - but even so, it's difficult to control the reactions his body is having.
A small twitch runs through him when his partner touches him, his teeth denting his lower lip as he tries to relax. As much as he had wholeheartedly consented his anxiety shows in the tension of his body, how he's tight around the intrusion of G'raha's finger and how his breath catches in his chest. It's discomfort, yes, but he does not tell the other man to stop.
One of his knees shifts up slightly so his foot can curl against the bed and his head falls back a little, a quiet gasp pulled out of him as that probing digit hits just the right spot.]
Ah--... [He's not loud like G'raha, but he has his own ways of conveying his pleasure.] There--
[ He breathes out the confirmation as he looks down intently, as though he can see through to the spot he now rubs his fingertip back over. Truthfully, he's not wholly sure how well he can translate finding a spot with his finger to finding it with his cock, but having more information can surely only help him in the endeavor, so he focuses the whole of his concentration on teasing against that spot and committing as much about its location to his memory as he can.
...He hopes it helps Dainsleif to relax. His lover's tension has been impossible to not notice, and he wishes dearly to ease it. He wants Dainsleif to enjoy this just as much as he enjoys it when Dainsleif makes love to him. He deserves nothing less.
(That Dainsleif has had nigh on a year to learn all the myriad ways he might bring G'raha pleasure while this is G'raha's first time taking this role in any circumstance is, apparently, irrelevant.)
His right hand on Dainsleif's wrist stills as his left hand holds his attention with the same totality that so often has him forgoing sleep and food in pursuit of his interest. In this moment, all that matters to him is the task before him--to bring his lover the utmost pleasure and relax him enough to ease a second finger in. ]
[It doesn't seem to matter whether or not G'raha hits the mark perfectly each time. Even the anticipation that he might has Dainsleif tensing and twitching each time his finger presses in and the same would likely be true for his cock when they get to it. The man is, as it turns out, rather sensitive.
That he hasn't done anything like this for long enough that his body has entirely forgotten how it feels surely has a little to do with that.]
Raha-- [He murmurs the name out between a snatched breath and a quiet, muted groan, and he reaches his free hand up to touch his lover's hair. His fingertips brush the soft edge of G'raha's ear.]
As cute as you look when you're concentrating this hard, I'd like you to kiss me.
[ Dainsleif's touch brings G'raha out of his reverie with a flutter of his ears. He looks up with confusion in his eyes for a moment before the request fully processes. A kiss, right, okay. Just give him a moment to work through the logistics... Yeah, Dainsleif's too tall. He can't stay where he is and kiss him at the same time. Alright, then. He pulls his finger free and releases his lover's wrist so he can support himself as he leans over him. ]
Anything you desire.
[ He lowers his front to press his lips to Dainsleif's, keeping his hips held high enough to leave space for Dainsleif beneath him, his tail curving up in an arch above them. He stays close after, nose to nose, and breathes out a quiet question. ]
[He is tense, he knows it, and when he feels the stinging pressure finally release as G'raha acquiesces to his request he exhales softly and feels some of that tension leave his shoulders.
There's a certain amount of guilt in how long this is taking but he's immeasurably grateful for how patient his partner is being.]
I know. [Dainsleif manages a smile and a breathy laugh as he cups the side of G'raha's head and nudges his own head up so their noses bump together.] I'm sorry, it's just... the last time I did this was before Khaenri'ah... Before the Cataclysm. [He smiles again, a little weaker.]
[ He bunts his head gently against Dainsleif's and adjusts his positioning so his right hand can brush against his lover's hair. ]
Is it bringing up old memories?
[ If he last did this back in Khaenri'ah, then there must have been someone he did it with, someone who is now long gone. It's understandable if the thought's distracting him. ]
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Date: 2023-09-09 11:40 pm (UTC)'Tis only natural that I be excited about something so enjoyable.
[ He slips Dainsleif's shirt off his shoulders and, of course, he has to look and reach upwards to do so. His eyes flick up to his lover's face and he smiles as he draws his hands back down his now bare chest. ]
And the sooner I have you in bed, the sooner I can reach everything I want.
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Date: 2023-09-09 11:47 pm (UTC)He chuckles a little as goosebumps rise across his skin at his partner's touch, and the blue tendrils of Abyssal magic threaded through the blackened mark creeping across his chest and covering his arm glow faintly as if in their own response.]
Ah, well, I wouldn't want it to be difficult.
[A smile, then, as he takes G'raha's hands while he moves to seat himself on the edge of the bed, then places those hands on his shoulders.]
There. Everything within easy reach.
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Date: 2023-09-10 01:08 am (UTC)[ G'raha's fingers trace a path from Dainsleif's shoulders up his neck, until they're cradling his head, tilting his face up so that G'raha can lean over and press a kiss to his lover's lips. And then he pulls away and pushes Dainsleif back towards the mattress. ]
Go on and lie back for me, my love.
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Date: 2023-09-10 01:16 am (UTC)Then the look is gone, he smiles faintly, and he shifts himself back as commanded and drops himself down to his elbows.
Time spent with G'raha has accustomed him to the way his own body looks now in ways he couldn't have anticipated. Where he would once flinch himself away from the slightest touch or avoid it if he could he finds himself now welcoming it, from a chosen few at least. No more than this particular one, who he then wordlessly beckons with a small movement of his head and a soft, subtle smirk.
It's a side of himself he had never thought to see again and it is often in moments like this that his gratitude for it swells.]
I'm all yours.
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Date: 2023-09-10 05:53 am (UTC)You are wonderful.
[ He leans down to press another kiss to Dainsleif's lips, and then one to his nose, one to his cheek, a gentle nip on his earlobe, a light scrape of sharp canines against his neck. G'raha continues down his lover's chest in this fashion, kissing and teasing both cursed and uncursed skin alike. His right hand begins toying with Dainsleif's nipple and he glances up at his face to gauge the reaction. ]
Is this good?
[ Dainsleif's never complained about the crystal's texture before, but G'raha wants to be sure. ]
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Date: 2023-09-10 08:40 pm (UTC)Mm-- yes, it's good.
[Dainsleif has never complained about the texture of the crystal because he has never minded it (though he would still have misgivings about it going lower), and he shifts his weight onto one elbow to brush the other man's hair behind his ear.]
Keep going. If you do something I don't like, I'll tell you.
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Date: 2023-09-11 03:15 pm (UTC)[ He continues to rub over that fleshy nub while he lowers his mouth over its blackened twin. He licks and teases at them, aiming to get a reaction from Dainsleif.
And if that doesn't do the trick, he's scooted far enough down his lover's body that he can grind their hips together. ]
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Date: 2023-09-24 12:28 am (UTC)[He's finding that he actually likes this kind of attention on the whole. Though it's not something he's ever expressed he'll admit he's been curious, and that G'raha came out and said it without prompting just makes it feel all the better.
Simply put, the other man can consider that he likes everything unless he says otherwise.]
Ngh-- [G'raha is rewarded from that grind of his hips with a full-body twitch from his lover and a catch of breath audible in Dainsleif's throat. The blond man hisses through his teeth, shuddering.] You're-- trying to drive me insane, are you..?
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Date: 2023-09-25 01:07 pm (UTC)Is that how it seems? I'm simply applying what I've learned.
[ And just whose example might he be following, hmm? G'raha's certainly aware of who it might be, judging by the mischief in his eyes and voice. As if to drive the point home, he presses a kiss to the center of Dainsleif's chest, just as Dainsleif has done to him so many times before. ]
Do you want me to go faster?
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Date: 2023-09-30 09:18 pm (UTC)Not that he's complaining.]
No, no... this is good.
[Under the initial nerves he is genuinely enjoying himself and all the careful ministrations of his lover. It feels different to be the one having the attention lavished on them, to be the one not in control, and he's surprised to find that he wants more of it.]
You know, I never... thought I'd want anyone to touch me like this. ['Like this' meaning many things. He smiles and curls a hand around the back of G'raha's neck, gently urging him back up so he can kiss him.] But I'd let you do anything to me.
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Date: 2023-10-04 08:25 pm (UTC)[ G'raha complies readily with the unspoken request to meet Dainsleif's lips. He kisses him deeply, hand still fondling his chest all the while, until his breath grows short. ]
You are... always so good to me. I... I wish to treat you just as well. [ He brushes the back of his fingers against his lover's pale cheek. ] You deserve it just as certainly as I do.
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Date: 2023-10-08 08:11 pm (UTC)[A little short of breath from the very welcome kisses, he tilts his head slightly into the touch against his cheek and slides his own hand into G'raha's hair to gently tease at one of his ears.]
You can keep going.
[It's good; he can feel himself sinking more into this as time passes.]
In fact, I very much wish you would.
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Date: 2023-11-07 11:21 pm (UTC)[ How dearly he loves this man. How deeply he wants to drive him mad with pleasure. He leans into Dainsleif's touch against his ear and plants another kiss on the corner of his mouth before he begins trailing downwards again.
He mouths over his lover's chest, thoroughly exploring its mounds and valleys. What a treat, and one he intends to savor, that's for certain. It's already such a different experience than their usual sex. Usually by this point, he's already starting to let go of his conscious mind, giving himself over to instinct and pleasure to guide him, but right now, his focus is sharp. The full force of his concentration is honed on Dainsleif, on alert for any reaction, any special pleasures to indulge. His own pleasure hardly crosses his mind.
Minutes pass before he pulls away and sits up. Even if he hasn't been thinking of his own pleasure, his face is still flushed with arousal and heat, and he hastily sheds his own shirt. ]
Would you kindly remove your trousers for me?
[ He's too busy to take care of them himself, as he has to get out of bed to fetch the lube--by now he is deeply familiar with where Dainsleif keeps it--and also deal with his own trousers. ]
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Date: 2023-11-19 12:50 am (UTC)With this being such a novel experience those signals certainly come. His body twitches when G'raha kisses or nips at a sensitive spot, with the border between the curse-marked and pale, unmarred skin being one of particular note (and one that surprises even him). Dainsleif's fingers curl into the sheets under him, or into G'raha's hair if he can reach it easily, occasionally rubbing gently at his ear or running his fingertips over the crystal of his back and shoulders.
The request seems to shake him out of something, his next breath shivering into his chest as he nods.]
Mm-- yes, of course.
[And so he does, fumbling with his belt in eagerness. How ridiculous that something like this can make him feel so young again.]
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Date: 2023-11-27 06:49 pm (UTC)Settling down next to Dainsleif for the moment, affection fills his gaze as it travels over the other man's nude form. Following in its wake, the forefinger of his free hand traces over the edge of the curse. Beautiful. Wonderful. This is already worthwhile for the knowledge he's gained, and hopefully it only gets better. ]
How are you feeling? Are you ready for more?
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Date: 2023-12-09 06:37 pm (UTC)Truthfully... I'm a little nervous.
[And that is not easy to admit, even here and to this person - someone he would dare say he trusts most in this world and any other. He rubs his thumb behind the other man's ear and shifts slightly against the fingertip that trails against the edge of the blackened marks on his skin. It's a strange sensation, like mild static or pins and needles.]
But I'm ready.
[Eager, even. He knows G'raha will stop if he asks him to.]
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Date: 2023-12-15 11:04 pm (UTC)I'll be as gentle as I can manage.
[ A soft kiss to Dainsleif's lips serves as emphasis before G'raha pulls away to reposition himself between the other man's legs, pushing his knees up for easier access. He pours some liquid over his left hand, carefully closes the bottle and sets it aside, and then, rather than proceeding further along those lines, he holds his right hand out to Dainsleif. ]
Give me your hand.
[ He gives it a brief, fond squeeze before he slides his grip up to the wrist, which he uses to pull that hand forward and guide it to wrap around the base of Dainsleif's own cock. He might not be able to touch it directly, not when his flesh hand has a much more important task before it, but let it never be said that the Crystal Exarch is not a resourceful man. ]
Hold onto this for me, won't you?
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Date: 2023-12-23 11:19 pm (UTC)I think I can manage that.
[Pity that G'raha's hand is going to be busy but Dainsleif can already feel his body thrumming with the anticipation of what is to come.]
If I don't tell you to stop, assume I don't want you to.
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Date: 2023-12-24 11:04 pm (UTC)He gives the cock a gentle kiss to the tip before he pulls back. Much as he'd like to give it more personal attention, he doesn't have the confidence necessary to try the next steps blind. In theory, it should be simple to find his target by touch alone--he's done it to himself before, after all--but Dainsleif's not the only one feeling nervous. He'd rather see it.
Two fingers rub over Dainsleif's hole, a light, teasing touch at first, but the pressure gradually increases until one of them slips gently inside. It eases its way in farther delicately, probing for the exact spot that'll get a good reaction. With his position secure for the time being, G'raha's gaze travels appreciatively over his lover's body, watching how it responds to his movements. He's alert for signs of discomfort and pleasure both, and ready to adjust his movements in response to either. It seems that despite how reckless he's always been with his own body, it's a completely different story when it comes to someone else's. ]
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Date: 2023-12-31 02:53 pm (UTC)A small twitch runs through him when his partner touches him, his teeth denting his lower lip as he tries to relax. As much as he had wholeheartedly consented his anxiety shows in the tension of his body, how he's tight around the intrusion of G'raha's finger and how his breath catches in his chest. It's discomfort, yes, but he does not tell the other man to stop.
One of his knees shifts up slightly so his foot can curl against the bed and his head falls back a little, a quiet gasp pulled out of him as that probing digit hits just the right spot.]
Ah--... [He's not loud like G'raha, but he has his own ways of conveying his pleasure.] There--
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Date: 2024-01-02 07:42 pm (UTC)[ He breathes out the confirmation as he looks down intently, as though he can see through to the spot he now rubs his fingertip back over. Truthfully, he's not wholly sure how well he can translate finding a spot with his finger to finding it with his cock, but having more information can surely only help him in the endeavor, so he focuses the whole of his concentration on teasing against that spot and committing as much about its location to his memory as he can.
...He hopes it helps Dainsleif to relax. His lover's tension has been impossible to not notice, and he wishes dearly to ease it. He wants Dainsleif to enjoy this just as much as he enjoys it when Dainsleif makes love to him. He deserves nothing less.
(That Dainsleif has had nigh on a year to learn all the myriad ways he might bring G'raha pleasure while this is G'raha's first time taking this role in any circumstance is, apparently, irrelevant.)
His right hand on Dainsleif's wrist stills as his left hand holds his attention with the same totality that so often has him forgoing sleep and food in pursuit of his interest. In this moment, all that matters to him is the task before him--to bring his lover the utmost pleasure and relax him enough to ease a second finger in. ]
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Date: 2024-01-07 09:09 pm (UTC)That he hasn't done anything like this for long enough that his body has entirely forgotten how it feels surely has a little to do with that.]
Raha-- [He murmurs the name out between a snatched breath and a quiet, muted groan, and he reaches his free hand up to touch his lover's hair. His fingertips brush the soft edge of G'raha's ear.]
As cute as you look when you're concentrating this hard, I'd like you to kiss me.
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Date: 2024-01-10 08:50 pm (UTC)Anything you desire.
[ He lowers his front to press his lips to Dainsleif's, keeping his hips held high enough to leave space for Dainsleif beneath him, his tail curving up in an arch above them. He stays close after, nose to nose, and breathes out a quiet question. ]
Is it alright so far? You're still so tense....
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Date: 2024-01-14 07:57 pm (UTC)There's a certain amount of guilt in how long this is taking but he's immeasurably grateful for how patient his partner is being.]
I know. [Dainsleif manages a smile and a breathy laugh as he cups the side of G'raha's head and nudges his own head up so their noses bump together.] I'm sorry, it's just... the last time I did this was before Khaenri'ah... Before the Cataclysm. [He smiles again, a little weaker.]
But it's all right. Just strange.
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Date: 2024-01-16 01:55 am (UTC)[ He bunts his head gently against Dainsleif's and adjusts his positioning so his right hand can brush against his lover's hair. ]
Is it bringing up old memories?
[ If he last did this back in Khaenri'ah, then there must have been someone he did it with, someone who is now long gone. It's understandable if the thought's distracting him. ]
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