[Fenris turns a little, his hand moving to Kirk's thigh, gripping it tightly as he sucked in ragged breaths, desire flooding his senses. It took him a few moments for his brain to actually catch up and SPEAK English. ]
[ For a brief moment, Kirk thought he was going to come right there.
It felt like an immense struggle to keep himself together as those words
sank in, wrapping him in a velvet warmth. He took a shaky breath,
controlling himself as he licked up behind Fenris' balls and between his
cheeks. ]
All right, all right. How do you want me?
[ He wasn't sure of Fenris' preferences, after all, though he had the
thought that Fenris would be a top given the choice. He couldn't imagine
Fenris submitting, though if he wished it of course he would pleasure him
that way. All he wanted was for Fenris to enjoy this, to want it, for them
to not regret this night and whatever might come of it. ]
[An estimation Kirk would be utterly correct in. It took far more time, far more comfort for him to not dominate the proceedings. Something about being captured made the panic rise in him again.
But he doesn't want to think of that right now. He pushes such thoughts deep down. Kirk is not that man. He turns, nudging Kirk down with a low chuckle, leaning in to nip at his jawline. ]
[ Kirk titled his jaw willingly, inviting the little pricks of pain
from Fenris' teeth, the warm sparks of heat that fluttered down his spine
and settled in his belly, wrapping around his cock. His fingers brushed
along the elf's spine, finding the paths the lyrium carved and caressing
them. He followed them down over his hips and his thighs, featherlight
brushes as he turned his head to nip at Fenris' lips in turn. ]
Oh? Do tell me. We should definitely try all of them.
[ His eyes sparkled as his tongue darted out, teasingly flicking
across Fenris' lips - a challenge and a supplication in one motion. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
universal_charm) wrote2024-04-11 06:26 pm
no subject
You. All of you.
no subject
[ For a brief moment, Kirk thought he was going to come right there. It felt like an immense struggle to keep himself together as those words sank in, wrapping him in a velvet warmth. He took a shaky breath, controlling himself as he licked up behind Fenris' balls and between his cheeks. ]
All right, all right. How do you want me?
[ He wasn't sure of Fenris' preferences, after all, though he had the thought that Fenris would be a top given the choice. He couldn't imagine Fenris submitting, though if he wished it of course he would pleasure him that way. All he wanted was for Fenris to enjoy this, to want it, for them to not regret this night and whatever might come of it. ]
Anything you want, Fenris.
no subject
But he doesn't want to think of that right now. He pushes such thoughts deep down. Kirk is not that man. He turns, nudging Kirk down with a low chuckle, leaning in to nip at his jawline. ]
I have a few ideas.
no subject
[ Kirk titled his jaw willingly, inviting the little pricks of pain from Fenris' teeth, the warm sparks of heat that fluttered down his spine and settled in his belly, wrapping around his cock. His fingers brushed along the elf's spine, finding the paths the lyrium carved and caressing them. He followed them down over his hips and his thighs, featherlight brushes as he turned his head to nip at Fenris' lips in turn. ]
Oh? Do tell me. We should definitely try all of them.
[ His eyes sparkled as his tongue darted out, teasingly flicking across Fenris' lips - a challenge and a supplication in one motion. ]
no subject
I think that might take a while~
[His hands move lower, tracing the curve of Kirk's thigh, round to his ass. He leans in, sucking on Kirk's earlobe. ]
Do you have anything?
[Belatedly, he realised he probably should have looked if one of the obnoxious vending machines sold lube. They probably did. ]