I will hold onto that idea and surprise you in dreams sometime.
[He runs his fingers over reddened cheeks again.]
There is something about your embarrassed blushing that always wells up this desire to push you. To fully conquer your willful spirit as your form trembles under my instruction.
Though you always do seem to get the upper hand in the end.
[ He's been up all night, he's already tired, and it feels like he's getting too much action lately. Is that a good thing? Is that a bad thing? It's a good thing, isn't it, so why does he feel like he should chill? He is an adult after all, catching up on years of forced abstinence.
The dilemma is so clear on his face like he doesn't know if he should listen to logical, reasonable brain, or horny brain ]
. . .
And if I chose the latter. What did you have in mind.
[He can't help but chuckle a little at that face. He's not quite sure he's seen it before.]
Such an expression.
A single round of manhandling you until release with assertion of physical dominance. I was also considering borrowing your phone to purchase a toy or two.
And if you do not desire it at the moment, we should probably change the subject before I will require a cold shower.
Once you accepted it, I do believe physical contact is one that you cherish the most. However, I am quite sure you enjoy the cuddling more than the sex.
[He kisses his cheek before tapping his nose.]
But I do not want it to add to your list of concerns as you have had more than enough worries today.
I'm not so worried that I'm turning you down. But you are right. I enjoy the cuddling more, and I like being able to express myself through physical contact. Sometimes it makes it easier.
[He sits up and tugs him between his legs so he can rest against him.]
Then cuddle while I figure out what to buy.
[Books are now forgotten as he peruses the store with one hand. Well almost forgotten.]
And just a quick aside as I would want you to known, I’ve bookmarked a poem if you are curious. It appears Nemesis and Hurricane have been discreetly asking about it. I do not know if it will result in anything of value about this place, but I see no need to not tell you this information. And I’ve already given it to Vergil to interpret.
Well. If they are asking about it it probably means something, but I am not exactly into poetry. Vergil is definitely the best candidate to figure this one out.
The way I see it's just sounds like more bullshit.
Most likely, but I thought I would inform you regardless.
[Then he sets about getting rope, a blindfold, and dildo while petting his back casually the entire time. He’ll kiss his forehead and does the point transfer before collecting items from Taishos mailbox.
Upon his return he will sit on the edge of the bed and gauge Five’s hesitation.]
[ There is a lot of obvious embarrassment and his face goes red as soon as he notices what it is he got for him, but he can't hide the obvious glint of interest in his eyes ]
I didn't think you'd — ... well, combine it together.
[ But he's certainly not protesting, and with how he matches his intensity at each kiss, it's clear he's not hesitating. He bites on Emet's lip lightly as he pulls back, and then just licks his own, looking at him right in the eys as he starts to take his clothes off.
It'd maybe be a little more sensual if he weren't wearing his pajamas right now, but he'll make it work. He's definitely trying to entice him ]
[He hums and he pulls back to watch him. Five doesn’t need to do much to entice him. He’s come to appreciate how physically he is attracted to him after all. There is just something about this spitfire of a personality wrapped in a small package.
So his eyes do rake over every part of him before he looks up to meet his gaze.
And then he grabs the back of his head fingers tangling in his hair sharply before shoving him face first into the mattress. He straddles over him gathering up his arms behind his back.]
[ He should have expected it, and yet he didn't, so there's a startled gasp at it followed by a shaky breath. His face does go red again, though now it's definitely because he can feel himself getting excited already ]
[He will bind his arms behind his back elbow to wrist at right angles. They’ll be out of the way and easy to tug if needed. He doesn’t take overly long with the knots but he makes them so they don’t scratch. A practiced care. Maybe he’s done this before.]
I would recommend a common law against tearing and bruising. You wanted it a bit more than you can normally bear, correct?
[Whether Five complies or not he’s tugging his hips up while his face is still pressed against the mattress to expose him. There is a long, appreciative look that he can’t see before he kisses a hip.]
Beautiful.
[He rises to his knees himself and begins grinding against him. Slow, indulgent circles of his hips even though he is fully clothed. And he does indulge himself even letting out a breathy moan.]
I do hope Caeli enjoys sampling this, but in the end it does belong to me.
[ He has to save face somehow and talking big is a way of doing just that. Or at least that's what he was hoping for, but whatever saving face he could manage to do doesn't quite work with the way he gasps at that smack on his ass. Emet pressing his face against his mattress like that and tugging his hips up makes him feel incredibly exposed, but it's an instant turn on and the praise only excites him further.
By the time he's grinding against him he's already hard, and trying to move back toward him, wanting more and enjoying the way Emet feels against him even when he's still wearing his clothes ]
[He roughly knees his legs apart further slipping a hand between them so he can caress his balls and stroke him roughly a few times thumb caressing the tip of his cock.]
Hard already? My, I wonder if I could have you spilling without even touching you directly. Just you tied up with me whispering in your ear what I would do to you.
[Not that he has any ground to start on. He couldn’t hide how hard he was getting rutting against him.
He slicks three fingers with lube and shoves them all in while holding his hip firmly in his other hand. The movement is slow at first to ensure the common law is in place and that while painful it should be more pleasurable than not. But if he seeing no obvious signs to relent, he will not.]
[ He did activate as asked, so his reaction seems to only be positive - another gasp for air as he arches his back, barely resisting the urge to just move toward his fingers. It's embarrassing, but Emet is right. He probably could come without having him touch him at all, just to the sound of his voice and imagining the things he'd do to him ]
As if it's — any different for you. Wonder if you're thinking about claiming me - just to show my body who it belongs to.
[He fucks him with his fingers making sure to curl them as he almost pulls out before sinking them as far in as they’ll go in a rough pattern.]
There is a tantalizing quality to your flesh that I experience with no other. A desire to bind body and soul to me, and me alone.
[He slips his fingers out so he can slick up the new toy he got, and just as with his fingers he gives little preparation to pushing it all inside him at once. And he didn’t skimp on the girth with this purchase.]
But then I remember how insatiable you are, and I do appreciate all these helpers you have found.
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[He runs his fingers over reddened cheeks again.]
There is something about your embarrassed blushing that always wells up this desire to push you. To fully conquer your willful spirit as your form trembles under my instruction.
Though you always do seem to get the upper hand in the end.
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Keep that up and I'm never going to fall asleep at this rate.
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Your choice. I read to you or get up on all fours.
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The dilemma is so clear on his face like he doesn't know if he should listen to logical, reasonable brain, or horny brain ]
. . .
And if I chose the latter. What did you have in mind.
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Such an expression.
A single round of manhandling you until release with assertion of physical dominance. I was also considering borrowing your phone to purchase a toy or two.
And if you do not desire it at the moment, we should probably change the subject before I will require a cold shower.
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But eventually he just goes to grab his phone and hand it to him ]
I could resist one round of manhandling.
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Might I ask what is causing the hesitation?
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It feels like I'm having too much sex. Not that I'm displeased with it. But shouldn't I show more self-control?
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Aside from the complications of potion use, I believe the largest downside is an unwanted audience.
[He thinks for a moment.]
You obsess over other topics. Why is this one an exception?
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I suppose I don't want to give the wrong impression. As if it's the only thing I'm interested in when we spend time together.
I told you it was a ridiculous concern.
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[He kisses his cheek before tapping his nose.]
But I do not want it to add to your list of concerns as you have had more than enough worries today.
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Then cuddle while I figure out what to buy.
[Books are now forgotten as he peruses the store with one hand. Well almost forgotten.]
And just a quick aside as I would want you to known, I’ve bookmarked a poem if you are curious. It appears Nemesis and Hurricane have been discreetly asking about it. I do not know if it will result in anything of value about this place, but I see no need to not tell you this information. And I’ve already given it to Vergil to interpret.
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Well. If they are asking about it it probably means something, but I am not exactly into poetry. Vergil is definitely the best candidate to figure this one out.
The way I see it's just sounds like more bullshit.
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[Then he sets about getting rope, a blindfold, and dildo while petting his back casually the entire time. He’ll kiss his forehead and does the point transfer before collecting items from Taishos mailbox.
Upon his return he will sit on the edge of the bed and gauge Five’s hesitation.]
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... Rope too, mm.
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[He takes his chin and kisses him softly at first, but ramps up the intensity with the second and the third.]
Now, if you would remove everything from the waist down we can get started.
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[ But he's certainly not protesting, and with how he matches his intensity at each kiss, it's clear he's not hesitating. He bites on Emet's lip lightly as he pulls back, and then just licks his own, looking at him right in the eys as he starts to take his clothes off.
It'd maybe be a little more sensual if he weren't wearing his pajamas right now, but he'll make it work. He's definitely trying to entice him ]
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So his eyes do rake over every part of him before he looks up to meet his gaze.
And then he grabs the back of his head fingers tangling in his hair sharply before shoving him face first into the mattress. He straddles over him gathering up his arms behind his back.]
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Not bad for manhandling.
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You speak as if I don’t deliver.
[He will bind his arms behind his back elbow to wrist at right angles. They’ll be out of the way and easy to tug if needed. He doesn’t take overly long with the knots but he makes them so they don’t scratch. A practiced care. Maybe he’s done this before.]
I would recommend a common law against tearing and bruising. You wanted it a bit more than you can normally bear, correct?
[Whether Five complies or not he’s tugging his hips up while his face is still pressed against the mattress to expose him. There is a long, appreciative look that he can’t see before he kisses a hip.]
Beautiful.
[He rises to his knees himself and begins grinding against him. Slow, indulgent circles of his hips even though he is fully clothed. And he does indulge himself even letting out a breathy moan.]
I do hope Caeli enjoys sampling this, but in the end it does belong to me.
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By the time he's grinding against him he's already hard, and trying to move back toward him, wanting more and enjoying the way Emet feels against him even when he's still wearing his clothes ]
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Hard already? My, I wonder if I could have you spilling without even touching you directly. Just you tied up with me whispering in your ear what I would do to you.
[Not that he has any ground to start on. He couldn’t hide how hard he was getting rutting against him.
He slicks three fingers with lube and shoves them all in while holding his hip firmly in his other hand. The movement is slow at first to ensure the common law is in place and that while painful it should be more pleasurable than not. But if he seeing no obvious signs to relent, he will not.]
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As if it's — any different for you. Wonder if you're thinking about claiming me - just to show my body who it belongs to.
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[He fucks him with his fingers making sure to curl them as he almost pulls out before sinking them as far in as they’ll go in a rough pattern.]
There is a tantalizing quality to your flesh that I experience with no other. A desire to bind body and soul to me, and me alone.
[He slips his fingers out so he can slick up the new toy he got, and just as with his fingers he gives little preparation to pushing it all inside him at once. And he didn’t skimp on the girth with this purchase.]
But then I remember how insatiable you are, and I do appreciate all these helpers you have found.
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