[ it seems to go both ways. especially in the way where the mirth seems to flicker in his eyes as his gaze lingers on alivian. all the more once they're on the final path up to their destination. when he feels the touch to his elbow, he looks down at alivian's hands, before setting his eyes back on his face. ]
Feel free to do more. We could use the appetizer. [ the appetizer to their eventual "meal." ]
[Idly, his finger follows the line of Sylus's forearm, in a long, slow caress that easily could feel ticklish. His gaze is keen and attentive through the mask as he watches Sylus's face for even the smallest twitch. Idly, he wonders if Sylus can feel him staring at him.
[Regardless, his caress follows the path before, back down towards his elbow, but then drifts to touch just as slowly along what part of his side he can easily reach. He has to focus to keep in mind his original goal later: to put to paper his own limitations, and see how long they can remain "civil."]
[ he isn't sure if he feels alivian staring at him as much as he intuitively thinks, or desires it to be the case. he supposed neither mattered, what he can believe in is the heat of his touch. the way that his fingers follow the lines of his forearm to...
there's clear anticipation in the way he draws his next breath. then the next, before he continues: ] Are you satisfied with just that? I always thought you wanted something a little different.
If I thought wrong, well... [ a soft, almost subdued chuckle. ] feel free to correct me. [ maybe this just means it's his turn. it comes just in time for the car to come to a lull before, he eventually puts it to park. his hand comes to collect alivian's which remains in contact with his own skin, he leans into the touch. ]
[Alivian faces him with a slight tilt to his head, glancing at the way Sylus takes his hand.
[At the first opportunity, he closes his fingers to hold on, gently.]
I'm not satisfied yet, but I didn't want to distract you too much while you're driving.
[If Sylus lets him, Alivian adjusts their mutual grip to interlace their fingers, palm to palm. With his free hand, he removes the mask to show how he arches an eyebrow at him, the expression almost innocent, were it not for the challenging look within.]
What do you think I want?
[He wants to sit together, shoulder to shoulder, no space between them, and just indulge in each other's warmth and touch. On a couch, a bed, or even sharing a single chair that's a little too small for both of them at once.
[Of course, this teasing, and physical intimacy makes his head feel warm and fluffy. Well, more than the fur already makes it, in any case.]
[ there's a small quirk of his brows, his chin tilting slightly. not to suggest he doesn't like it, but more in the mild surprise of alivian drawing their fingers together and holding his own hand in such an affectionate gesture. it's nice, and it likely shows in the way, he gives his hand a firm squeeze. his thumb gently drawing slow, comforting circles on the back of alivian's large hands.
despite the intensity of his lingering gaze, there's also something a bit softer about it. ]
I think you want us to be much closer.
[ considering they just made it to the base, surely this means it's time for him to make that come true. ]
[Even without his gaze visible, his smile is soft as his ears perk up a bit. He gently tugs their joined hands closer to himself, just so he can lean in and press a small kiss to Sylus's wrist. His lips continue to brush against that delicate skin when he resumes speaking, low with want, but undeniably affectionate.]
Even though a good portion of me wants to devour you.
[ considering alivian's face is still covered by the mask, he does naturally note all the little shifts in his body language, including his ears. he watches the way they perk up, and he can't help but find all of his gestures oddly... captivating.
he's about to respond in tune, before alivian throws out that second statement. there's a deep, subdued chuckle. ] Does that make you the predator this time? But, you should know sometimes predators like to disguise themselves as prey.
[ he turns fully towards him, before leaning in and brushing his lips against his ears. ]
[The brush of lips against his ears has him whimper and shiver, and the mask, alas, deprives Sylus of the full breadth of his expression in that moment. After a moment, he lightly brushes his fingers between them, to block the attention to his ears for the moment. The wolf lets out a huff of a laugh.]
I am a wolf. I am both predator and prey already. But... at least wait to devour my ears in private, rather than just in the car?
[He uses his other hand to lift his mask, to show a soft, coy smile, golden eyes warm with affection and want in equal, intense measure.]
Not that I dislike it. But I only want you seeing me come undone.
but, sylus doesn't appear to be bothered, or even thrown off in the slightest. he simply stops himself midway, his eyes naturally traveling to alivian's ears, then moving to his hair, his jawline, and just like that, he reverts his attention back to the mask that he lifts ever so slightly.
his eyes make contact with alivian's and in that moment, he gives a small laugh to his words. he isn't sure if he's affected by the sheer affection he sees in that brief flicker of time, or if alivian's remark is genuinely amusing. probably both. ]
Is the car not private enough for you? If you put aside location, it could surprise you how much you like it. [ doing it in a confined space probably wasn't ideal, but sylus can still make the joke.
he doesn't push it, however. instead he unbuckles alivian's seatbelt. ]
Soon you might run of out excuses. [ he's not serious. he knows neither of them really need an excuse to feel one another. ]
[Alivian accepts the touch in his space, and then the partial lift of his mask. He removes it the rest of the way, placing it on the dashboard with a quirked brow at his partner.]
Is a vehicle also a personal space for you? I did not know.
[His touch is slow as it reaches Sylus's shoulder, and he caresses close to the juncture of neck and shoulder with a gentle brush of his thumb.]
I don't understand it, but I'm not unwilling.
The carriages back in my homeland are all public transport. There was never much privacy even if you closed the blinds. I was looking at your car the same way.
The windows are tinted, the dark is settling [ likely proven by the fact that he's awake. ], and we're in the N109 zone. [ surely more nefarious things were happening somewhere else, likely not in far proximity from their present location.
does that make it the most ideal place? or the opposite? either way, sylus doesn't seem to think the crime rate detracts from the allure of sharing one another's warmth. this thought only seems all the more amplified when he feels that familiar warmth traveling down his body. he lifts his chin just slightly, clearly enjoying the soft pressure behind his touch. to prove that point, he tilts his head, pressing a kiss on alivian's forearm. it's a gesture almost as if he were returning an unspoken favor. ]
I thought you said you could last until you finished making your list.
[Alivian shivers from the reciprocation, gaze darkening with want... until Sylus teases him with that statement. His gaze glints with the challenge.]
Oh? I'd hate to disappoint...
[Alivian offers him a kiss to the cheek, and then starts to turn away to get out of the car. One ear swivels back to listen for Sylus's movements. Is he going to be challenged to stay, let go of, so to speak?]
[ the newfound confidence the other man has in his presence isn't unwelcome in the slightest. sylus wears his mirth quite obviously in the way he exhales and draws a hand back to cheek, letting his own finger touch the spot where alivian just placed a chaste kiss. ]
You could, or you could do what your heart really desires... [ his words trail off in the newly established space between them, before he draws his hand back out. this time leaning further in, one hand pressed against the seat by the other man's leg, and the other placed flush against the door, almost as if to stop him opening it. ]
[His ear twitches with how close Sylus speaks to it, even without the hint of breath against the delicate structure. He hums quietly, and tilts his head, and turns his head to peer at him with a fond little smile.]
I could stay. Fool around with you as much as we'd like.
Even so, I prize you far greater than physical pleasures, Sylus.
[ realistically, he didnāt need the reassurance, nor did he expect it, but itās far more comforting than he expects. no, perhaps itās exactly what he had wanted to hear for an achingly long time; so long in fact that it eluded his own thoughts, and heās long casted aside any possibility that it could be real. after all, it wasnāt often that others approached him soā¦ affectionately and full of consideration. no, perhaps heās also never really permitted anyone to. but, despite being horrifically unaccustomed to it— he embraces it.
thereās a second of a pause in which he seems to mull over those words. then just like that, he leans in just to press a light kiss where his jawline begins. so light in fact that it may have just felt like a passing breeze.
he remains close, before responding in tune. ] Thatās the first I heard of that. Looks like you need more than just a reward this time. [ itās like that for him too. hence, he isnāt in any real rush to establish any further contact. doesnāt push the boundaries, not because he doesnāt desire to or that he is incapable of it, but genuinely out of reverence to alivianās will. ]
[Alivian gives him all the time he needs to hear those words, to digest them, and consider what it means to him. He feels that kiss far keener than a passing breeze, and lets out a soft huff of a laugh at the idea of "needing more than just a reward".]
All you are, and your presence in my life, is reward aplenty.
[He shifts closer, reaching up to graze fingertips against Sylus's nape, and then upward into the soft hair there that is incredibly similar in color to his own.]
Understand?
[His voice is low, and gently, deeply affectionate. He punctuates his simple reply with a soft kiss to his lips - chaste, but lingering with promise.]
[ the touch is almost feathery soft, light enough to keep him desiring more, and yet still enough to fulfill some vague, indiscernible need from within him. the heat of his touch remains even as his fingers brushes against his hair.
he returns the gesture with an equal amount of care, his touch is tender and soft, but also persisting, especially in the way it travels on alivian's chest, then his shoulders. he angles his head slightly, his lips pressing up against his again, then again. despite how gentle they are, each one seems to be escalation to the next. ]
Would I request that? I'd like to think I'm the only who can handle you.
[ per usual, his words carry on the lingering dynamic of a hunter and their prey. even if it couldn't be determined who was truly being tamed here. sylus doesn't seem to mind whichever it is, and his conviction is demonstrated in the weight of his touch on alivian's body, or the way in which he meets him for kiss after kiss.
the touch on his face makes his eyes dip lower, focused on capturing every detail of the man's body, as well as what expression he wears when he draws him closer like this. while he's taken it in stride, the way the other man leaves kisses on him like this makes him feel a bit more impatient.
he's moving to undo his cloak, then to his shirt. ] Good, because "I don't understand."
[ he says it while clearly knowing he's asking alivian to show him. ]
[Alivian hums as he's partially undressed, musing over each touch, each answered kiss in its hindsight. He opts to interrupt Sylus once more at that "I don't understand," but without words.
[He kisses him again, and this time lets some of his restraint slip away like water; a hint of teeth, and he's fumbling with one hand to awkwardly drop the seat back to give them more room to move. Mask cast aside, his brow knits in a mixture of concentration and open need.]
Get on my lap, facing me.
[It's not a command, nor one from his powers, but a request.]
[ itās fascinating to see that shift in desires. from something more placid, composed, and even— transformed into a mutual need for one another. while to some degree, it may have been pure biology, on the other, he can feel the steady rise in his rapid heartbeat. the blood coursing through his body keeps his touch warm, almost hot to touch.
heās caught up on the feeling of alivianās teeth and he releases a ragged exhale. the rise and fall of his chest shows that heās on that slim borderline of being beyond stimulated.
thereās no real rebuttal as he ends up shifting positions, allowing his knee between alivianās leg first, as he presses a hand against alivianās chest to better position himself. ] Are you trying to be buried under me? [ heās not serious, if just because he has confidence that alivian could hold his own. whether outside of the realm of their intimacy, orā¦
right in the middle of it.
he then moves his leg over, but not before rubbing himself against alivianās thighs. ]
Apologies for the wait. Brain's been in new and old OCs hell. ;w;
[Doing this in the car feels snug in a strange way, but it's far from unpleasant. As Sylus gets situated in his lap, with those little touches of pressure to tease him, or Sylus himself, his hands fly to his partner's hips to squeeze him there.]
Ngh... you could do that. Bury me with your heat... Overwhelm me and make it your name that is the only word I can scream.....
[He's rapidly feeling more excited, heartbeat a thunderous pounding against his chest, easily felt with his partner's hand there. He's excited all the more for this easily-seen layer to his reactions.]
Sylus...
[It's emphasis, and a plea, all in one.]
I welcome it-- your slow plucking against my reservations until all you see is the me beneath the walls I push up.
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[His ears tilt with the question, tone light.]
I'm typically very certain in my convictions. If you dislike it, then... I'm uncertain if I could genuinely apologize.
[A beat, and he reaches out to smooth his fingers along Sylus's elbow - lightly, so as to not impact his steering any.]
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[ it seems to go both ways. especially in the way where the mirth seems to flicker in his eyes as his gaze lingers on alivian. all the more once they're on the final path up to their destination. when he feels the touch to his elbow, he looks down at alivian's hands, before setting his eyes back on his face. ]
Feel free to do more. We could use the appetizer. [ the appetizer to their eventual "meal." ]
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[Do more..? Hm.
[Idly, his finger follows the line of Sylus's forearm, in a long, slow caress that easily could feel ticklish. His gaze is keen and attentive through the mask as he watches Sylus's face for even the smallest twitch. Idly, he wonders if Sylus can feel him staring at him.
[Regardless, his caress follows the path before, back down towards his elbow, but then drifts to touch just as slowly along what part of his side he can easily reach. He has to focus to keep in mind his original goal later: to put to paper his own limitations, and see how long they can remain "civil."]
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there's clear anticipation in the way he draws his next breath. then the next, before he continues: ] Are you satisfied with just that? I always thought you wanted something a little different.
If I thought wrong, well... [ a soft, almost subdued chuckle. ] feel free to correct me. [ maybe this just means it's his turn. it comes just in time for the car to come to a lull before, he eventually puts it to park. his hand comes to collect alivian's which remains in contact with his own skin, he leans into the touch. ]
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[At the first opportunity, he closes his fingers to hold on, gently.]
I'm not satisfied yet, but I didn't want to distract you too much while you're driving.
[If Sylus lets him, Alivian adjusts their mutual grip to interlace their fingers, palm to palm. With his free hand, he removes the mask to show how he arches an eyebrow at him, the expression almost innocent, were it not for the challenging look within.]
What do you think I want?
[He wants to sit together, shoulder to shoulder, no space between them, and just indulge in each other's warmth and touch. On a couch, a bed, or even sharing a single chair that's a little too small for both of them at once.
[Of course, this teasing, and physical intimacy makes his head feel warm and fluffy. Well, more than the fur already makes it, in any case.]
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despite the intensity of his lingering gaze, there's also something a bit softer about it. ]
I think you want us to be much closer.
[ considering they just made it to the base, surely this means it's time for him to make that come true. ]
Thanks for waiting! <3
[Even without his gaze visible, his smile is soft as his ears perk up a bit. He gently tugs their joined hands closer to himself, just so he can lean in and press a small kiss to Sylus's wrist. His lips continue to brush against that delicate skin when he resumes speaking, low with want, but undeniably affectionate.]
Even though a good portion of me wants to devour you.
ofc!! <3 thanks for waiting too!
he's about to respond in tune, before alivian throws out that second statement. there's a deep, subdued chuckle. ] Does that make you the predator this time? But, you should know sometimes predators like to disguise themselves as prey.
[ he turns fully towards him, before leaning in and brushing his lips against his ears. ]
Yeah! :D
I am a wolf. I am both predator and prey already. But... at least wait to devour my ears in private, rather than just in the car?
[He uses his other hand to lift his mask, to show a soft, coy smile, golden eyes warm with affection and want in equal, intense measure.]
Not that I dislike it. But I only want you seeing me come undone.
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but, sylus doesn't appear to be bothered, or even thrown off in the slightest. he simply stops himself midway, his eyes naturally traveling to alivian's ears, then moving to his hair, his jawline, and just like that, he reverts his attention back to the mask that he lifts ever so slightly.
his eyes make contact with alivian's and in that moment, he gives a small laugh to his words. he isn't sure if he's affected by the sheer affection he sees in that brief flicker of time, or if alivian's remark is genuinely amusing. probably both. ]
Is the car not private enough for you? If you put aside location, it could surprise you how much you like it. [ doing it in a confined space probably wasn't ideal, but sylus can still make the joke.
he doesn't push it, however. instead he unbuckles alivian's seatbelt. ]
Soon you might run of out excuses. [ he's not serious. he knows neither of them really need an excuse to feel one another. ]
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Is a vehicle also a personal space for you? I did not know.
[His touch is slow as it reaches Sylus's shoulder, and he caresses close to the juncture of neck and shoulder with a gentle brush of his thumb.]
I don't understand it, but I'm not unwilling.
The carriages back in my homeland are all public transport. There was never much privacy even if you closed the blinds. I was looking at your car the same way.
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does that make it the most ideal place? or the opposite? either way, sylus doesn't seem to think the crime rate detracts from the allure of sharing one another's warmth. this thought only seems all the more amplified when he feels that familiar warmth traveling down his body. he lifts his chin just slightly, clearly enjoying the soft pressure behind his touch. to prove that point, he tilts his head, pressing a kiss on alivian's forearm. it's a gesture almost as if he were returning an unspoken favor. ]
I thought you said you could last until you finished making your list.
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Oh? I'd hate to disappoint...
[Alivian offers him a kiss to the cheek, and then starts to turn away to get out of the car. One ear swivels back to listen for Sylus's movements. Is he going to be challenged to stay, let go of, so to speak?]
I'd better prove I'm a wolf of my word, no?
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You could, or you could do what your heart really desires... [ his words trail off in the newly established space between them, before he draws his hand back out. this time leaning further in, one hand pressed against the seat by the other man's leg, and the other placed flush against the door, almost as if to stop him opening it. ]
And stay here with me?
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I could stay. Fool around with you as much as we'd like.
Even so, I prize you far greater than physical pleasures, Sylus.
I want you just as much as I want to be near you.
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thereās a second of a pause in which he seems to mull over those words. then just like that, he leans in just to press a light kiss where his jawline begins. so light in fact that it may have just felt like a passing breeze.
he remains close, before responding in tune. ] Thatās the first I heard of that. Looks like you need more than just a reward this time. [ itās like that for him too. hence, he isnāt in any real rush to establish any further contact. doesnāt push the boundaries, not because he doesnāt desire to or that he is incapable of it, but genuinely out of reverence to alivianās will. ]
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All you are, and your presence in my life, is reward aplenty.
[He shifts closer, reaching up to graze fingertips against Sylus's nape, and then upward into the soft hair there that is incredibly similar in color to his own.]
Understand?
[His voice is low, and gently, deeply affectionate. He punctuates his simple reply with a soft kiss to his lips - chaste, but lingering with promise.]
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he returns the gesture with an equal amount of care, his touch is tender and soft, but also persisting, especially in the way it travels on alivian's chest, then his shoulders. he angles his head slightly, his lips pressing up against his again, then again. despite how gentle they are, each one seems to be escalation to the next. ]
If I say I don't, will you show me until I do?
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Of course. There's no reason why I would stop, unless you requested it.
[Another kiss, soft and sweet, and he gently bumps their noses together.]
You'll see. I'll show it to you even when, or if, you understand.
[His hands tenderly cradle Sylus's face, just so he can continue to gently pepper him with kisses, just like this.]
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[ per usual, his words carry on the lingering dynamic of a hunter and their prey. even if it couldn't be determined who was truly being tamed here. sylus doesn't seem to mind whichever it is, and his conviction is demonstrated in the weight of his touch on alivian's body, or the way in which he meets him for kiss after kiss.
the touch on his face makes his eyes dip lower, focused on capturing every detail of the man's body, as well as what expression he wears when he draws him closer like this. while he's taken it in stride, the way the other man leaves kisses on him like this makes him feel a bit more impatient.
he's moving to undo his cloak, then to his shirt. ] Good, because "I don't understand."
[ he says it while clearly knowing he's asking alivian to show him. ]
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[He kisses him again, and this time lets some of his restraint slip away like water; a hint of teeth, and he's fumbling with one hand to awkwardly drop the seat back to give them more room to move. Mask cast aside, his brow knits in a mixture of concentration and open need.]
Get on my lap, facing me.
[It's not a command, nor one from his powers, but a request.]
Need your weight on me.
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heās caught up on the feeling of alivianās teeth and he releases a ragged exhale. the rise and fall of his chest shows that heās on that slim borderline of being beyond stimulated.
thereās no real rebuttal as he ends up shifting positions, allowing his knee between alivianās leg first, as he presses a hand against alivianās chest to better position himself. ] Are you trying to be buried under me? [ heās not serious, if just because he has confidence that alivian could hold his own. whether outside of the realm of their intimacy, orā¦
right in the middle of it.
he then moves his leg over, but not before rubbing himself against alivianās thighs. ]
Apologies for the wait. Brain's been in new and old OCs hell. ;w;
Ngh... you could do that. Bury me with your heat... Overwhelm me and make it your name that is the only word I can scream.....
[He's rapidly feeling more excited, heartbeat a thunderous pounding against his chest, easily felt with his partner's hand there. He's excited all the more for this easily-seen layer to his reactions.]
Sylus...
[It's emphasis, and a plea, all in one.]
I welcome it-- your slow plucking against my reservations until all you see is the me beneath the walls I push up.