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Ah - -
[ it's a breathier sound that forces out from him, his ankles digging into Emet-Selch's back as he's stroked. he clenches around his cock as he chases his own orgasm, hips pulsing up with what little leverage is afforded to him, and at last there's a break from the constant touches to the other man's scar as he's distracted by his own pleasure - - ]
Gods.
[ it's hissed under his breath and that's all the warning Emet-Selch gets before he comes in his hand, spilling over his fingers, nails digging red crescents into his skin. ]
[ it's a breathier sound that forces out from him, his ankles digging into Emet-Selch's back as he's stroked. he clenches around his cock as he chases his own orgasm, hips pulsing up with what little leverage is afforded to him, and at last there's a break from the constant touches to the other man's scar as he's distracted by his own pleasure - - ]
Gods.
[ it's hissed under his breath and that's all the warning Emet-Selch gets before he comes in his hand, spilling over his fingers, nails digging red crescents into his skin. ]
[Not quite, he thinks, But close, a long time ago.]
[He pumps Absinthe's cock a few more times trying to draw it out for him. When Absinthe looks like he's near spent, he'll wipe his hand on the man's hip leaving white streaks before gripping his thighs. He pulls back and thrusts in fast and hard. It only takes a few pushes before he joins his partner in release. Teeth and breathe bite down at the juncture of his shoulder but not enough to break skin.]
[He pumps Absinthe's cock a few more times trying to draw it out for him. When Absinthe looks like he's near spent, he'll wipe his hand on the man's hip leaving white streaks before gripping his thighs. He pulls back and thrusts in fast and hard. It only takes a few pushes before he joins his partner in release. Teeth and breathe bite down at the juncture of his shoulder but not enough to break skin.]
[ he takes a sharp breath in when Emet-Selch keeps moving in the afterglow of his orgasm - - he's over sensitive but in its own way that's satisfying too, being fucked while his nerves still feel raw. he rocks sharply upward to meet those thrusts and then releases his breath all at once when he finally feels the other man finish inside of him, dragging nails down his back again but this time it's more something to keep his own hands occupied while he helps ride the other man out. ]
You're making... Quite a mess of me...
You're making... Quite a mess of me...
[Slipping out and definitely enjoying all those nice feelings that come after the fact. He pets the other man's hip.
Shortly after, he falls to his side to curl up next to him, head on Absinthe's shoulder, legs tangled with his. He throws an arm across him so that he can draw more drying white lines on his belly.]
Yes... Does it bother you?
[A content sigh against his neck. Even if Absinthe still smells of decay, he's almost gotten used to it.
He closes his eyes.]
Shortly after, he falls to his side to curl up next to him, head on Absinthe's shoulder, legs tangled with his. He throws an arm across him so that he can draw more drying white lines on his belly.]
Yes... Does it bother you?
[A content sigh against his neck. Even if Absinthe still smells of decay, he's almost gotten used to it.
He closes his eyes.]
[ he laughs, low and still husky from before, shifting to get comfortable as Emet-Selch settles down next to him. the cooling come on his stomach and what remains inside of him is a distraction but not enough of one that he wants to bother getting it dealt with.
also, he's spent enough time dripping ichor it's easy to ignore.
he tips his head to the side, resting his chin on Emet-Selch's head with a low hum. ]
I may have you clean it up later.
[ the thought seems idle, though. ]
also, he's spent enough time dripping ichor it's easy to ignore.
he tips his head to the side, resting his chin on Emet-Selch's head with a low hum. ]
I may have you clean it up later.
[ the thought seems idle, though. ]
Perhaps.
If I'm in a good mood.
[A smile graces his lips and he keeps where he is. And if he isn't disturbed Mr. "Sleep is a great way to pass the time" is going to do exactly that while using Absinthe as an overlarge body pillow.]
If I'm in a good mood.
[A smile graces his lips and he keeps where he is. And if he isn't disturbed Mr. "Sleep is a great way to pass the time" is going to do exactly that while using Absinthe as an overlarge body pillow.]
[ he's comfortable enough to allow for that, exhaling before he lets his own eyes slide shut. ]
[From here.]
[Walking past him and taking a seat on the bed.]
Do you leave your door unlocked at night? And more importantly, do you welcome visitors? I do find myself up at all hours.
[Walking past him and taking a seat on the bed.]
Do you leave your door unlocked at night? And more importantly, do you welcome visitors? I do find myself up at all hours.
I don't make a habit of unlocking my door, but I can always start.
[ he steps closer, bending to press on Emet-Selch's chest, encouraging him to scoot back some. ]
[ he steps closer, bending to press on Emet-Selch's chest, encouraging him to scoot back some. ]
If you wouldn't mind. I'll bring pen and paper. Write as I watch you sleep. I don't need much light.
[Pushing himself back as requested but still sitting up.]
[Pushing himself back as requested but still sitting up.]
Mm, that is a tad unnerving...
[ but it's light, like it doesn't actually bother him all that much. he moves to straddle his legs, settling comfortably on them. ]
[ but it's light, like it doesn't actually bother him all that much. he moves to straddle his legs, settling comfortably on them. ]
[A shrug of his shoulders and he is settled upon, putting one hand at the small of Absinthe's back.]
Truly, you find that unnerving? Me and penning my research?
Truly, you find that unnerving? Me and penning my research?
Is my sleep so interesting to you?
[ his hands drop, running up Emet-Selch's sides to his front. ]
[ his hands drop, running up Emet-Selch's sides to his front. ]
Truly I would simply enjoy the company.
[He can't help but snicker.]
You're clever. You know what that scar is now, don't you?
[He can't help but snicker.]
You're clever. You know what that scar is now, don't you?
If I recall correctly... It was a bit of a sore subject for you.
That has not changed.
[Leaning back on his elbows. Giving him access.]
[Leaning back on his elbows. Giving him access.]
How considerate! I must be positively brutish in comparison.
You may.
You may.
Oh, I don't have issues with a little brazen behavior. I simply thought it polite to ask.
[ he presses down against where he remembers the scar to be, testing that pressure. ]
[ he presses down against where he remembers the scar to be, testing that pressure. ]
[It still isn't pleasant, but being prepared for it helps tremendously for minimizing the reaction.
He thinks about commenting, but holds off. Watching Absinthe instead.]
He thinks about commenting, but holds off. Watching Absinthe instead.]
[ he seems more exploratory than anything, angling his knuckles against it then dragging with his nails. ]
Ah, it was far more interesting when you weren't anticipating it.
Ah, it was far more interesting when you weren't anticipating it.
[It's the nails that finally gets the unpleasant shudder out of him.]
Why does this fascinate you so?
Why does this fascinate you so?
If I am to be blunt, I enjoy watching you squirm some.
[ he curls his nails in some, digging more purposefully now that he's gotten a reaction. ]
[ he curls his nails in some, digging more purposefully now that he's gotten a reaction. ]
[He does continue to squirm. Muscles flex to avoid the scratching on instinct. He bites the inside of his cheek and looks him dead in the eye.]
I can't say I'm surprised at the answer.
I can't say I'm surprised at the answer.
Can you blame me? I'm sure you wouldn't mind if the positions were reversed.
[ there's no attempt to hide the sadistic thrill in his eyes at that, however minor Emet-Selch may be trying to make his reactions be. ]
[ there's no attempt to hide the sadistic thrill in his eyes at that, however minor Emet-Selch may be trying to make his reactions be. ]
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