[ Kirk's lips pulled up in a teasing smile as Fenris kissed him, kneading his ass as the elf writhed and rutted against him. He did not want to deny Fenris, not really, but it was delicious seeing how much Fenris wanted this, wanted him. It made the heat in his groin burn hotter, felt the pull of it through the rest of his body, balls tightening.
Kirk pulled his head back, licking swollen lips and hooking his thumbs into Fenris' pants. ]
I want to see all of you.
[ A request, not a demand, from the tone. A warm pleading to see his new lover in their entirety, to let him have the chance to worship his form and discover its secrets. ]
[Fenris chuckles at the request, deep and tinny in his chest. He leans in, kissing and nipping at Kirk's jawline. He shifts back, breath hot against Kirk's skin, his eyes darkening with want. ]
[ Hips bucked to shove Fenris slightly off so he could pull the rest of Fenris' pants and underwear off. Kirk let gravity take him down to his knees in front of Fenris, running his fingers over the muscled thighs and the sharp hips. God, he was beautiful. He couldn't fathom how that bastard could have treated Fenris as anything other than a treasure.
Kirk pressed his face against Fenris's stomach, nipping along the line of his belly and edging down towards the soft patch of silver curls while his fingers curled beneath his rear, kneading the muscle along the edges of the silver veins. ]
[Fenris let out a low groan at Kirk's actions. His fingers move to thread in the hair at the base of his head, tangling- but not rough...just yet. He is absolutely reacting to Kirk, his cock thick and throbbing, twitching with want. He lets out a shuddery breath- half the man's name, half a moan. ]
[ Damn, he wanted more of that sound. It shot straight to his own clock, thankfully free of his jeans otherwise his zipper might have started creating some circulation issues. His fingers dug harder into Fenris, slipping up to grab at his cheeks as his mouth found its way to the silver-laced cock.
His eyes flicked up to watch Fenris as he slid his tongue along the length and around the head. A brief flick, back and forth, and then his head dropped down, taking Fenris between his lips with a low moan of his own. ]
[Fenris head tilts back as his eyes close at the sensation of Kirk's tongue on his cock, the organ thickening and aching at his ministrations. His fingers tighten in Kirk's hair, as the man takes him in- an attempt to stop himself from rocking his hips in response. A ragged breath escapes him, and for a brief second, the lyrium flickers to life. ]
[ For a heartbeat, Kirk worried that he had done something to displease Fenris, seeing the lyrium flicker like that. But Fenris hadn't said anything, and the grip in his hair felt like a sure sign to continue on, so he did. He took in as much of him as he could, proving that his charm was not just in his words.
He pulled back slowly, letting go of Fenris' cock with a wet, almost obscene pop. ]
[Kirk has absolutely not misstepped there. The elf lets out a frustrated whine as Kirk abandons his cock. He looks down with dark, half-lidded eyes, breathing heavy. A half-sad smile does cross his lips, his hand slipping from Kirk's hair to stroke against his cheek with surprising gentleness. ]
[ A shift and Kirk sat back on his thighs, still gazing up at Fenris. He took his head, kissing the back, the knuckles, turning it over to kiss the palm. ]
I know you won't, and I'll tell you if at any point I need you to stop. Just like you, right?
[ He licked along his middle finger before wrapping his lips around the digit. He drew it in, sucking while he wrapped his fingers around Fenris' cock. Squeezing and stroking, just enough to keep him interested without going over as he teased him. Admittedly, he was curious to see what it would take to break Fenris. ]
[Fenris lets out a groan at Kirk's ministrations,but at least seems to relax more, after the reassurance. His pulse quickens again, as he allows himself to be lost in the moment. To release some of the pent up control he usually has to deal with.]
Well. In that case.
[He pushes Kirk back down on the bed, his hand gripping his shoulder, pinning him there, fingers digging into flesh roughly. He dips his head, trailing biting kisses down the man's torso- all sharp and hard, aiming to bruise and mark. He presses a particularly sharp one on the inside of Kirk's thigh- eyes flicking up to check he was doing alright- before slipping his mouth over Kirk's cock, thankfully not biting this time. ]
[ The sound Kirk made was between a gasp and laugh, clearly unsure which he wanted to make when Fenris shoved. His eyes lit up, arching into the press of Fenris' mouth, shivering at the pressure of his teeth, feeling the rawness they left behind. Oh, he knew he would bear those marks later, probably for days, which excited him further - a fact given away by the beading of white drops on his cock.
The bite to his thigh drew a yelp, a sharp jerk of his hips, not no call to stop. He looped a leg around Fenris' shoulder, using his heel to knead his back. He dropped a curse when Fenris took him between his lips, rising up - but slowly, managing to control himself as he asked for more. ]
[That is exactly the sort of reaction he was hoping to get out of Kirk. He smirks around the man's cock, almost growling in response. The elf's fingers tighten on his shoulder, keeping him pinned with his surprising strength, more than anyone would expect he would be able of, honestly.
He draws his mouth over Kirk's cock, before repeating the motion slowly. His tongue presses up against the bottom of the member, while his top teeth graze over the top- lightly, enough to scrape and tingle. but not especially hurt. The fingers of his free hand slips under them, to press against Kirk's balls- testing him, pushing him to his limits. ]
[ Surprising strength, yes, but exciting. Kirk had always gotten a sort of thrill out of being with those stronger than himself. His skin prickled and shivered in delight at the pressure of those hands, the sensation running straight to his cock. The organ throbbed beneath Fenris' attentions, a tightness spreading through his thighs and down his balls, accented by the flashes of heat and electricity.
Kirk's hips rose and fell, pushing against Fenris' lips and down onto his fingers, fighting with himself over which sensation he wanted more. ]
[The elf chuckles, the action vibrating the member in his mouth- a purposeful act. He takes the man in deep again, all tongue and teeth, before slowly sliding his mouth off him. He exhales on the tip, turning his head to look at Kirk, one dark eyebrow cocked, amused smirk playing across his lips. When he speaks, his already deep voice is considerably lower, heady with desire. ]
[ Fuck. That voice. Jesus did it do things to him. Any blood he had left rushed down between his legs, the hair rising across his body as an excited rush of heat washed over him. Damn and double damn. ]
Oh, you really wouldn't do that to me, would you?
[ There's a half-whine in his voice, licking his lips as he looked down at Fenris. ]
[Oh, but it was delightful to see the effect he had on Kirk. To watch the man react to him. His hands slide down to Kirk's hips, fingers digging lightly into the skin, smirk still on his lips. ]
I don't think I could be so cruel, no. But I'd rather this not be over so soon.
[He is absolutely insinuating that Kirk can't handle it. The challenge is absolutely there in his tone.]
[ He leveraged himself up on one elbow, reaching down to slip the
fingers of his free hand into the silver hair. He twisted strands around
his finger, tugging lightly to gauge his reaction first. He licked his
lips, nice and slow, as if savoring something delicious as he looked down
at the elf between his legs. ]
Maybe you come up here, hmm? Give me a chance to return the favor?
[ A challenge of his own, gravel and heat sinking into his voice and
the grip of his fingers. He was mindful not to push or seem as if he was
forcing the other, simply wanting to give sensation and physical requests.
More than anything he wanted Fenris to enjoy this. He wanted to see the elf
orgasm, more than once perhaps, to get and give in return, give him what he
deserved. ]
[Fenris doesn't wholly seem to mind the tugging- not yet at least. Kirk has not stepped into otherwise uncomfortable territory. A deep chuckle rumbles out of him as he moves up, lips and teeth grazing along Kirk's jawline.
He truly appreciated Kirk letting him come to this on his own terms. More than he could put into words.]
Hmm, it might well be one. I'm curious to see if you're just all talk or not.
[ Kirk patted Fenris' thighs, lewdly licking his lips as he motioned
for Fenris to turn around. He added in a nudge with his hand to get his
point across, though he would take the opportunity to lean up and claim
another kiss from his new lover. He tugged lightly at Fenris' lip, moving
his hand along Fenris' ribs. When he spoke his voice a low, rumbling purr.
]
I've never disappointed, and I don't plan to start now.
[There's a very slight moment of hesitation, a brief flicker- at the hand nudge. It only lasts a moment, before he relaxes again, he trusts Kirk- a lot more than he does most people. It was just a moment of unfounded worry, before he places his fears aside to turn around. ]
Hmmm, that is good to know. I would hate to be disappointed.
[ His hands cupped Fenris' thighs as they moved above his head, gently massaging the sharp angle of them. His fingers trailed down his thighs, following the paths of the lyrium. He leaned up, tongue brushing along the edges of his balls and back to the perineum.
He hummed as his tongue lapped and his lips brushed across his most intimate areas, eyes looking down to see how Fenris was faring on the other end. ]
[Fenris' movements are a little more unsure. This...well, this is a new experience for him. Most of the time sex for him has been a rather violent, hurried affair. Anyone taking their time with their foreplay is almost alien. At least when it's directed at him.
But as Kirk works, the tenseness slowly lessens, because oh Maker, that felt good. He sinks a little into the bed, fingers gripping the sheets, letting out a low groan. ]
[ Kirk's cock twitched at the sound, finding it particularly erotic coming from the smaller man. His grip on Fenris' hips tightened, loosening them after a second, reminding himself not to make it feel like Fenris was being trapped or held down. He wasn't sure how important that was, but he felt that it meant something. Even in the throes of pleasure, he reminded himself of it - for Fenris' sake.
Slowly Kirk worked his tongue along the sensitive flesh, back towards his entrance and then down again to his sack. He parted his lips, taking one between them and sucking while his tongue stroked. His fingers worked slow circles on Fenris' hips, massaging him. ]
[It means the world and more to him. It means he can trust Kirk, allow the walls he builds around himself for protection to come down, brick by steady brick for the other man. Walls that could get rebuilt again so quickly, with one wrong move. It was certainly a tricky affair, loving Fenris.
The elf lets out another groan, murmuring gibberish in Tevene against the bedsheets. Precum beads the tip of his aching cock, his breath sharp and ragged. One hand moves to find one of Kirk's resting on it and giving it a squeeze, to let him know he was still okay- more than. ]
[ Eagerly Kirk ducked his head, tongue flicking along Fenris' shaft to snatch at the white droplets, groaning as the first taste of the elf hit his tongue. Slowly he drew his tongue back down his length, twisting to nibble and lick along the inside of his thighs. He breathed a heady laugh against the wet skin, feeling the growing ache in his own cock against his belly. ]
You're going to have to tell me what you want in English, Fenris. Though I think I can take a guess.
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Kirk pulled his head back, licking swollen lips and hooking his thumbs into Fenris' pants. ]
I want to see all of you.
[ A request, not a demand, from the tone. A warm pleading to see his new lover in their entirety, to let him have the chance to worship his form and discover its secrets. ]
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Then be my guest.
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Kirk pressed his face against Fenris's stomach, nipping along the line of his belly and edging down towards the soft patch of silver curls while his fingers curled beneath his rear, kneading the muscle along the edges of the silver veins. ]
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His eyes flicked up to watch Fenris as he slid his tongue along the length and around the head. A brief flick, back and forth, and then his head dropped down, taking Fenris between his lips with a low moan of his own. ]
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He pulled back slowly, letting go of Fenris' cock with a wet, almost obscene pop. ]
You don't have to hold back with me, Fenris.
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I was trying to avoid hurting you.
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I know you won't, and I'll tell you if at any point I need you to stop. Just like you, right?
[ He licked along his middle finger before wrapping his lips around the digit. He drew it in, sucking while he wrapped his fingers around Fenris' cock. Squeezing and stroking, just enough to keep him interested without going over as he teased him. Admittedly, he was curious to see what it would take to break Fenris. ]
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Well. In that case.
[He pushes Kirk back down on the bed, his hand gripping his shoulder, pinning him there, fingers digging into flesh roughly. He dips his head, trailing biting kisses down the man's torso- all sharp and hard, aiming to bruise and mark. He presses a particularly sharp one on the inside of Kirk's thigh- eyes flicking up to check he was doing alright- before slipping his mouth over Kirk's cock, thankfully not biting this time. ]
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The bite to his thigh drew a yelp, a sharp jerk of his hips, not no call to stop. He looped a leg around Fenris' shoulder, using his heel to knead his back. He dropped a curse when Fenris took him between his lips, rising up - but slowly, managing to control himself as he asked for more. ]
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He draws his mouth over Kirk's cock, before repeating the motion slowly. His tongue presses up against the bottom of the member, while his top teeth graze over the top- lightly, enough to scrape and tingle. but not especially hurt. The fingers of his free hand slips under them, to press against Kirk's balls- testing him, pushing him to his limits. ]
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Kirk's hips rose and fell, pushing against Fenris' lips and down onto his fingers, fighting with himself over which sensation he wanted more. ]
Oh now you're just being mean, Fenris ~
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Would you rather I stop?
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Oh, you really wouldn't do that to me, would you?
[ There's a half-whine in his voice, licking his lips as he looked down at Fenris. ]
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I don't think I could be so cruel, no. But I'd rather this not be over so soon.
[He is absolutely insinuating that Kirk can't handle it. The challenge is absolutely there in his tone.]
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Is that a challenge, Fenris?
[ He leveraged himself up on one elbow, reaching down to slip the fingers of his free hand into the silver hair. He twisted strands around his finger, tugging lightly to gauge his reaction first. He licked his lips, nice and slow, as if savoring something delicious as he looked down at the elf between his legs. ]
Maybe you come up here, hmm? Give me a chance to return the favor?
[ A challenge of his own, gravel and heat sinking into his voice and the grip of his fingers. He was mindful not to push or seem as if he was forcing the other, simply wanting to give sensation and physical requests. More than anything he wanted Fenris to enjoy this. He wanted to see the elf orgasm, more than once perhaps, to get and give in return, give him what he deserved. ]
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He truly appreciated Kirk letting him come to this on his own terms. More than he could put into words.]
Hmm, it might well be one. I'm curious to see if you're just all talk or not.
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[ Kirk patted Fenris' thighs, lewdly licking his lips as he motioned for Fenris to turn around. He added in a nudge with his hand to get his point across, though he would take the opportunity to lean up and claim another kiss from his new lover. He tugged lightly at Fenris' lip, moving his hand along Fenris' ribs. When he spoke his voice a low, rumbling purr. ]
I've never disappointed, and I don't plan to start now.
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Hmmm, that is good to know. I would hate to be disappointed.
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He hummed as his tongue lapped and his lips brushed across his most intimate areas, eyes looking down to see how Fenris was faring on the other end. ]
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But as Kirk works, the tenseness slowly lessens, because oh Maker, that felt good. He sinks a little into the bed, fingers gripping the sheets, letting out a low groan. ]
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Slowly Kirk worked his tongue along the sensitive flesh, back towards his entrance and then down again to his sack. He parted his lips, taking one between them and sucking while his tongue stroked. His fingers worked slow circles on Fenris' hips, massaging him. ]
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The elf lets out another groan, murmuring gibberish in Tevene against the bedsheets. Precum beads the tip of his aching cock, his breath sharp and ragged. One hand moves to find one of Kirk's resting on it and giving it a squeeze, to let him know he was still okay- more than. ]
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You're going to have to tell me what you want in English, Fenris. Though I think I can take a guess.
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