[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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[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.