[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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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.