[ Childe's crooked grin slides onto his face. There's the hint of something feral and wild in that look. He can't help that on the best of days, and really, he's been so good at restraint today. He deserves a medal or a commendation.
Or just to fuck this gorgeous blond until they both can't stand. That's fine too. ]
Seems like a good match.
[ He reaches out to touch the toy; it's a material he really is not familiar with, but that doesn't bother him. The remote idea is intriguing, especially if they both get one. It really is a good match! No matter how they end up stacking it, they both get enough stimulation β or maybe more than enough. ]
My idea β
[ He says, moving his fingers to brush Kaveh's where they're holding the toy. ]
β is one of us gets this toy β
[ He shakes the one he picked, for emphasis. ]
β while they fuck the other one. Then your toy, obviously, goes on whoever gets fucked. I don't mind which way we do it. Depends on how rough you wanna be.
[ He moves so he can get his face near Kaveh's ear. The blond's hair is a little in the way, but that's fine. Childe is speaking low, but not so low he can't be heard. ]
I can take a lot.
[ It sounds like a challenge, but he can't help being what he is.
He pulls away from Kaveh's ear to look into his eyes again, Kaveh's bright crimson meeting Childe's flat blue. ]
I'm having a real hard time keeping my hands off you, too, y'know.
[ As if to prove that point, he leans in again to catch Kaveh's mouth in a kiss, if allowed. ]
[ At any other time, Kaveh would probably pause to consider the challenge in Childe's voice, but in the moment, his mouth is occupied too quickly for it, a sigh on his lips as his arms wind around the other's shoulders, even as he keeps a careful hold of the toy between his fingers. There's nothing chaste about it, either; his lips immediately part to slide his tongue against the other's, a soft moan on his lips at the sensation and how quick it is to send shudders through him.
Distantly, the question remains. ]
Mm. Fuck.
[ Yes, fuck. His own murmur manages to get his attention enough to pull him out of the kiss, blinking slow, wide eyes at Childe as his tongue traces the corners of his own mouth. ]
If you prefer being fucked, I can do that. But I can't promise you I can be rough about it.
[ Sorry, Childe. You've probably approached the least physically aggressive man in the entire resort. If sex were a verbal thing, it would be a totally different story, but... ]
I don't mind which way we do it. Both seem... mm. Both seem good.
[ Both seem like they're overdoing it, but Kaveh's not about to complain when he's this damned needy. ]
[ Childe just laughs, though he's not really making fun. He can adjust. Besides, he just wants. Sensation will be enough. Probably.
One arm slides around Kaveh, free hand pressed against the small of his back for a moment. He's encouraged by Kaveh's obvious desire. Fights are one thing, but in the bedroom (or close enough), he really wants mutual enjoyment.
If that means mutual overstimulation, you know, that's good too.
He's reluctant to pull away, but needs must. ]
Why don't you get undressed for me? I'm sure there's lube close by, considering everything else in this room.
[ Kaveh's not exactly happy about needing to pull away either, even when he knows what it means for him to do so. The feeling no doubt shows on his face as he steps back, arms lifting to start working him out of his clothes.
And quickly so.
(At any other time, he'd be mortified at how lacking in finesse he is right now, but... right now, he needs too much to really care.)
His eyes flit to Childe as he works, a smile on his lips. ]
There's some in the drawers just there. I found it while I was investigating before you arrived.
[ Childe pauses long enough to watch Kaveh's clothes come off. But he has time to look in a minute; he, too, feels more desperate than he'd like. He digs in the drawer that Kaveh indicated. Sure enough, there's an almost comically large pump bottle of lube there. Works for him.
He pulls off his own clothes, also not giving a show of it, dropping them on the floor as he goes back to Kaveh. He sets the toy and the lube down on the nearby end table and reaches for the other man to pull him close again, bare bodies flush against each other. Childe has a lot of scars; there's no hiding them, but he doesn't really try to. He's not ashamed of them in the slightest. ]
You're pretty, y'know that?
[ He says it like he's sure Kaveh knows. ]
Come here.
[ He moves to the bed, sits, invites Kaveh to join him however he wants. He has a hard time letting go now that he has his hands on skin but he'll manage. Childe is already half-hard, which he doesn't bother hiding or being shy about. More like he displays that fact, leaning back on one arm, legs spread just a little. ]
[ It's true; Kaveh does know he's pretty. But there's also nothing quite like being told as much by a stunningly handsome man whose body is as naked as his own, pressed together in such a way that he can feel the beginnings of his hardness before he even gets a chance to properly see it.
His answer is a pleased flush of color across his cheeks, and with Childe sitting back on the bed, Kaveh is quick to follow him, leaning over the other man to kiss him again like he can't get enough of him.
(He can't.)
His hand shifts between them to cup around the burgeoning erection as he moves, rewarding Childe's display with a slow caress. It's not quite what they had planned, but eager as he is for that, he's drawn to him right now like a moth to a flame, wanting to touch and explore as much as he's allowed before they move to the main course. ]
Well, if I'm pretty, [ he murmurs between kisses, ] then you should know that you're unbelievably handsome.
[ Childe is right there to meet that kiss, one hand coming up and tangling in Kaveh's hair (lightly; he could be rough but he doesn't go there today). ]
I'll take a compliment like that from lips like yours.
[ It's cheesy and he knows it, but it doesn't matter. He can't recognise his own need for praise for what it is, but doesn't everyone like to be told they're attractive?
Childe isn't exactly in a hurry, but he is terribly impatient even at the best of times. So after a minute or two of kissing, he moves his other hand down Kaveh's back to squeeze his ass. ]
Much as I like kissing you, I want more of you than that.
[ Kaveh can't quite help the smile that forms on his lipsβ not only from the compliment, but also the way Childe seems as much in a hurry as he himself feels. His nose nudges against the other man's, responding to the squeeze of his ass by reaching between them to take the other into his hand, offering a few slow strokes.
Slow for now, anyway. Right now, he's impatient too. He nips at the Harbinger's lower lip, nodding as he considers their options. ]
We didn't decide how we wantβ do you wanna fuck me, or do you want me to fuck you?
[ Right now he's so wound up that his only investment in the answer is that they fuck, regardless of how. ]
[ Childe's eyes close for a moment when Kaveh touches him. It's what he wants. It's not enough. Will anything ever be enough? Hard to say, especially when he's pushed to an edge like this. He'll settle for the joint toy use. Maybe it will be nearly enough, the extra inescapable sensation working as intended. ]
Mmβ¦why don't you sit in my lap? Though I'll have to put this plug in first.
[ He reaches for that container of lube. He can do it himself or Kaveh can do it for him; either way, he'll end up getting what he wants.
Keeping Kaveh on his lap is half safety measure. Childe has no idea how strong Kaveh is or isn't. But he knows his own strength and would rather not go too hard on a first round. But it's also because that position allows a lot of physical contact between them. ]
[ It's a hurried statement, perhaps more than it should be. But as eager as he is to put himself in Childe's lap, he's just as eager to touch the other again, to extend the connection between the two of them. So he takes the container of lube before the other can, coating his fingers in it as crimson eyes meet ice blue. ]
I'll do this, and then I'll sit in your lap and you can put the other toy on me. Okay?
[ He'll wait for Childe to move somewhere where he can reach him easily before he starts to prepare him for the toy: first one finger and then two, peppering kisses over whatever skin he can reach in the meantime. It's not enough, but he reminds himself it will be more soon. ]
[ Childe laughs a little, but it's soft. He's not really making fun. He appreciates the enthusiasm, in fact. ]
Well, if you insist.
[ He's teasing about it, but he'll be the first to admit this way is more fun. He wouldn't mind being watched, but he wants to be touched. He wants to touch Kaveh in return.
He readjusts, leaning back on his elbows and letting his legs fall open. Kaveh's fingers inside him are good, and he's not quiet about that. He keeps himself propped on one elbow, shifting so he can reach out with that other hand, seeking any skin he can. It's mostly a shoulder, but okay. They'll get there. ]
It's fine, I'm fine, put in it.
[ He's demanding because of his need. Now with Kaveh's fingers spreading him open, that need flares up. He's not so far gone that he's going to come too soon or anything, but his patience drains out of him. Even if it's a little too fast, the toy isn't that big and he's not worried about it. ]
[ This time, it's Kaveh's turn to laugh softly, to tease, although he's not being unkind, not when all the same need the other is feeling is also pulsing through him, demanding and wanton. So he takes the toy, quickly slathers some of the same lubricant over it before pushing it into the other and turning it on, using a medium speed that should tease and pleasure all at the same time.
Then, after a moment's thought, he turns it up to one of the higher speeds. They're both craving the intensity, after all.
Only then does he slide into the other's lap, hips rocking against his arousal. He doesn't lower himself onto it yet but the temptation is there, can likely be felt in the way he shudders and moans from the proximity. ]
[ Childe really isn't used to vibrating toys yet. This isn't the first one he's tried, no, but he hasn't done this a lot. That's part of the fun of it! But he jolts a little when the toy turns on. He tenses again, a small moan escaping his lips, when Kaveh turns it up again. It's distracting, but he's not about to forget about the fact that they're doing this together, either.
He finds the lube himself, using it to slick up his fingers. ]
I know. Try this for a second anyway.
[ He's not totally against Kaveh just sinking onto his dick, but he's not so far out of his mind that he's going to let his partner go too fast so it hurts. Well, some people are into that (Childe himself, probably), but this isn't about that kind of kink.
So he slides his slick hand around Kaveh's backside, fingers moving to press against his ass. He doesn't tease about it, really. This is for ease of what comes next, after all, and eagerness goes some way to help that process along. Before long, he has two fingers inside the other man. ]
[ The sound of the moan on the other's lips is delicious, and for a moment Kaveh wants to chase it, to forget about everything else and just swallow those sounds right up. But even as he seeks the other's mouth with his, rocking his ass teasingly against the other's arousalβ and foolish or not, his intent really is just to go for it; it's not as if he hasn't been having stupid amounts of sex lately, he can take itβ Childe slicks up his own fingers.
Despite himself, the words make him pull back slightly, a question on his lipsβ
And then fingers press into him, one and then another, each movement making his breath hitch and his hips lift. Before long he's being worked open, the other's movements driving him mad with desire.
He nips at Childe's lower lip, a hiss of pleasure on his breath. ]
[ Childe does like taking care of his partners when he's in a position to do so. He doesn't always appreciate that in the other direction, which is not something he's bothered assessing about himself. But he believes Kaveh when he says he's fine, half because he trusts the other man to know his own limits (stupid for a guy who refuses to have limits), and half because he felt the same way moments ago. Even if it's too much at first, they'll be fine, right? Like this, as his normal self, it isn't as if Childe's dick is some massive monster cock.
So he pulls his hand away and moves to allow Kaveh to sink onto his cock. He's distracted by the toy inside him and it is all he can do not to just forget about the other toy. With Kaveh on top of him, he has less control over the speed and all that, but he's strong. It's not as if he's just going to sit here.
But he does remember the other toy. ]
Fuck, just.
[ He can't decide if he wants to tell Kaveh to move or to wait, so he does neither. Instead, he manages to slide his still-slick fingers into the opening of the toy so it will go over Kaveh's dick without too much trouble. ]
[ Childe's indecisionβ his inability to figure if he wants Kaveh to move or to waitβ is solved by the other man deciding it for both of them. As soon as he's settled in the other's lap, the blonde finds himself moving, shifting his hips against him as he starts to rise and fall, starting with more shallow movements as they adjust.
Of course, whether that helps the issue the other is having with his focus or only serves to make it worse, Kaveh doesn't know. Nor is he really thinking about it. At this point, he's so fucking horny and needy that any attention he would otherwise pay to such a thing is minimal. The way he sees it right now is that Childe has been set up to feel good, and he's been set up to feel goodβ so why wait?
He groans lowly, his head dipping towards Childe's shoulders as his hips continue to move. He knows it's only going to get better and better once the other adds the second toy, tooβ wonders how long he'll hold out like this, how many times the aphro and toys combined will drive them to fall apart for each other.
There's a distant part of him hoping that they're still clinging to each other when they're cumming dry, overstimulated and aching. ]
[ Childe wouldn't tell Kaveh to slow down at the best of times. He's naturally impatient, and it's not that he's an uncaring partner, he just trusts someone to know their own limits. (This is maybe naive, considering he often refuses to admit his own.) And today, he needs too much to even consider that they should slow down.
He strokes Kaveh a little with his slick hand, tempted to leave it there. But no, they had a deal! So he slides the toy into place as promised. He grabs the remote with his still slick fingers, but manages to hold onto it and click it on. The toy hums to life, the vibration low and relatively slow. He leaves it at that speed for the moment. He bucks his hips, finally giving in to the need to fuck the man in his lap until they're both senseless. He keeps his other arm around Kaveh, holding him without restricting him, and his mouth finds whatever is in front of him β neck, chest, shoulder. Doesn't matter.
[ Kaveh hums, head tilting back at the stroking handβ and then moans at the sensation of the toy starting to vibrate. Low and slow, it has him squirming as much as he's rocking his hips into Childe's lap, answering the other's movements with a groan of pleasure, a muttered curse word into the space between them.
One hand lifts, tangles too tight into red hair even as the other holds onto the remote, Kaveh adjusting the speed of the toy inside Childe until he assumes it's something closer to the one thrumming at the head of his cock; his head tilts back and his hips roll, enjoying the sensation of the other's mouth working over his skin.
He's no mind-reader, but he knows what he wants, and... ]
Mn, you can... you can leave marks if you want. I've got nothing to hideβ
[ Childe does his best to keep their rhythm even, though he's endlessly distracted by the hum of the toy inside him. It's fine; it still feels good, the vibrations there and then the tight heat of Kaveh's body around him.
He makes a sound that's pleasure and surprise without any real pain when Kaveh's hand clenches in his hair. He likes hands too tight in his hair!
In answer to Kaveh's comment, he obliges, giving in to his own urge to bite down. He doesn't draw blood; he's rough, but not vicious. Still, he leaves indents with his teeth there on Kaveh's neck, sucking a red mark. It will bruise, and he's satisfied with that. ]
Fuck, you feel good.
[ He means it, hands roving down Kaveh's back, gripping his ass as if he could possibly pull them closer together. Wound up as he is, he probably won't last a long time, but who said they have to stop at one? ]
[ Admittedly, there's an apology half-formed on his lips for the clench of Childe's hair when the other makes a sound in responseβ the only thing that stops him is the way it sounds, all pleasure and surprise, no pain evident. And so he keeps his grip, even as his head tilts back more, giving the other the room to bite, to suckle, leaving Kaveh moaning even as his hips continue to roll down against the other man. ]
Mn... you too. Better than I couldβ nnghβ imagine.
[ It's the truth, too. Between the cock seated deep in his ass and the toy thrumming lowly at the head of his, Kaveh is positive he won't last too long. But like Childe, he's unbothered by the fact, his imagination already a few orgasms down the line to how good it will feel when they're strung out and aching. ]
[ Childe is more than happy to let Kaveh's fingers stay tangled in his hair, head back, the blond's mouth on his throat. He doesn't care if there are hickeys or anything like that. Anyway, in a place like this, who can judge that? Not that he'd care much anyway. ]
Sure. Sure thing.
[ Even Childe can't just talk forever, not with sensation enveloping him, the distraction of the vibrating toy inside him compounding it. He's strong and not at all worn out, so he holds Kaveh a little tighter and thrusts up into him at a quicker pace.
He also fumbles with the remote, increasing the rate (intensity?) of the vibration. Faster also means more, as far as he's concerned. He's pretty sure he's not about to get a complaint, here.
After not much longer of that, he can feel himself start to stutter in the rhythm a little as his body pushes towards the edge. ]
[ Childe is rewarded quickly for the increase in speed by a jerk of Kaveh's hips, a groan against his throat as he sucks a dark mark into the pale skin. There's a momentary tense of him around the other man, a fumble while he works to reward the other with an increase in kindβ
and as Childe's hips start to stutter in warning, so too do Kaveh's movements against him in kind, a shaky sound on his mouth as he comes without warning into the toy wrapped over the edge of his cock, muscles tensing and squeezing down on the other man as his head tips back. ]
[ The combination of sensations β Kaveh's mouth on him, the toy inside him, Kaveh's body clenching on his dick β pushes Childe over the edge as well. His hips jerk up hard, no longer worried about going too hard. ]
Fuck, fuck, yes.
[ There's more, just nonsense words and obscenities. They don't matter, he just likes to run his mouth.
He moves a hand up into Kaveh's hair, pulling the blond away from his throat enough so he can duck his chin and kiss him. He's coming down off that orgasm, as much as the toy will let him, so it's open-mouthed and messy. Demanding. At least he's as much give as he is take. ]
[ His answer to Childe's kiss is just as messy, just as hungry, just as demanding. Despite having only just come, he feels like he could keep going, the aphrodisiac in his system pushing him for more even as his body starts to hurt with the continued stimulation.
Every groan and curse that falls off the other's mouth, nonsense or not, is met with an answer, and Kaveh's hips continue to grind down against him in an almost mindless want, falling from his peak as quickly as his body wants him to climb back up there again. ]
More? [ he breathes, and as long as Childe indicates that he's okay, Kaveh will turn the toy inside the other onto its full speed. ]
[ Childe's refractory period is fairly short at the best of times, a byproduct of too much stamina, too much energy. Maybe the Abyss affects even this. Who knows!
Today, the suit affects it. He doesn't feel sated or finished. He would stop, of course, if Kaveh wanted or needed to. But he's almost relieved that that isn't the case. ]
More? Absolutely.
[ Two can play that turn the dial up all the way game, and he likewise won't hesitate. ]
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Or just to fuck this gorgeous blond until they both can't stand. That's fine too. ]
Seems like a good match.
[ He reaches out to touch the toy; it's a material he really is not familiar with, but that doesn't bother him. The remote idea is intriguing, especially if they both get one. It really is a good match! No matter how they end up stacking it, they both get enough stimulation β or maybe more than enough. ]
My idea β
[ He says, moving his fingers to brush Kaveh's where they're holding the toy. ]
β is one of us gets this toy β
[ He shakes the one he picked, for emphasis. ]
β while they fuck the other one. Then your toy, obviously, goes on whoever gets fucked. I don't mind which way we do it. Depends on how rough you wanna be.
[ He moves so he can get his face near Kaveh's ear. The blond's hair is a little in the way, but that's fine. Childe is speaking low, but not so low he can't be heard. ]
I can take a lot.
[ It sounds like a challenge, but he can't help being what he is.
He pulls away from Kaveh's ear to look into his eyes again, Kaveh's bright crimson meeting Childe's flat blue. ]
I'm having a real hard time keeping my hands off you, too, y'know.
[ As if to prove that point, he leans in again to catch Kaveh's mouth in a kiss, if allowed. ]
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Distantly, the question remains. ]
Mm. Fuck.
[ Yes, fuck. His own murmur manages to get his attention enough to pull him out of the kiss, blinking slow, wide eyes at Childe as his tongue traces the corners of his own mouth. ]
If you prefer being fucked, I can do that. But I can't promise you I can be rough about it.
[ Sorry, Childe. You've probably approached the least physically aggressive man in the entire resort. If sex were a verbal thing, it would be a totally different story, but... ]
I don't mind which way we do it. Both seem... mm. Both seem good.
[ Both seem like they're overdoing it, but Kaveh's not about to complain when he's this damned needy. ]
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One arm slides around Kaveh, free hand pressed against the small of his back for a moment. He's encouraged by Kaveh's obvious desire. Fights are one thing, but in the bedroom (or close enough), he really wants mutual enjoyment.
If that means mutual overstimulation, you know, that's good too.
He's reluctant to pull away, but needs must. ]
Why don't you get undressed for me? I'm sure there's lube close by, considering everything else in this room.
finally here β₯
And quickly so.
(At any other time, he'd be mortified at how lacking in finesse he is right now, but... right now, he needs too much to really care.)
His eyes flit to Childe as he works, a smile on his lips. ]
There's some in the drawers just there. I found it while I was investigating before you arrived.
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He pulls off his own clothes, also not giving a show of it, dropping them on the floor as he goes back to Kaveh. He sets the toy and the lube down on the nearby end table and reaches for the other man to pull him close again, bare bodies flush against each other. Childe has a lot of scars; there's no hiding them, but he doesn't really try to. He's not ashamed of them in the slightest. ]
You're pretty, y'know that?
[ He says it like he's sure Kaveh knows. ]
Come here.
[ He moves to the bed, sits, invites Kaveh to join him however he wants. He has a hard time letting go now that he has his hands on skin but he'll manage. Childe is already half-hard, which he doesn't bother hiding or being shy about. More like he displays that fact, leaning back on one arm, legs spread just a little. ]
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His answer is a pleased flush of color across his cheeks, and with Childe sitting back on the bed, Kaveh is quick to follow him, leaning over the other man to kiss him again like he can't get enough of him.
(He can't.)
His hand shifts between them to cup around the burgeoning erection as he moves, rewarding Childe's display with a slow caress. It's not quite what they had planned, but eager as he is for that, he's drawn to him right now like a moth to a flame, wanting to touch and explore as much as he's allowed before they move to the main course. ]
Well, if I'm pretty, [ he murmurs between kisses, ] then you should know that you're unbelievably handsome.
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I'll take a compliment like that from lips like yours.
[ It's cheesy and he knows it, but it doesn't matter. He can't recognise his own need for praise for what it is, but doesn't everyone like to be told they're attractive?
Childe isn't exactly in a hurry, but he is terribly impatient even at the best of times. So after a minute or two of kissing, he moves his other hand down Kaveh's back to squeeze his ass. ]
Much as I like kissing you, I want more of you than that.
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Slow for now, anyway. Right now, he's impatient too. He nips at the Harbinger's lower lip, nodding as he considers their options. ]
We didn't decide how we wantβ do you wanna fuck me, or do you want me to fuck you?
[ Right now he's so wound up that his only investment in the answer is that they fuck, regardless of how. ]
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Mmβ¦why don't you sit in my lap? Though I'll have to put this plug in first.
[ He reaches for that container of lube. He can do it himself or Kaveh can do it for him; either way, he'll end up getting what he wants.
Keeping Kaveh on his lap is half safety measure. Childe has no idea how strong Kaveh is or isn't. But he knows his own strength and would rather not go too hard on a first round. But it's also because that position allows a lot of physical contact between them. ]
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[ It's a hurried statement, perhaps more than it should be. But as eager as he is to put himself in Childe's lap, he's just as eager to touch the other again, to extend the connection between the two of them. So he takes the container of lube before the other can, coating his fingers in it as crimson eyes meet ice blue. ]
I'll do this, and then I'll sit in your lap and you can put the other toy on me. Okay?
[ He'll wait for Childe to move somewhere where he can reach him easily before he starts to prepare him for the toy: first one finger and then two, peppering kisses over whatever skin he can reach in the meantime. It's not enough, but he reminds himself it will be more soon. ]
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Well, if you insist.
[ He's teasing about it, but he'll be the first to admit this way is more fun. He wouldn't mind being watched, but he wants to be touched. He wants to touch Kaveh in return.
He readjusts, leaning back on his elbows and letting his legs fall open. Kaveh's fingers inside him are good, and he's not quiet about that. He keeps himself propped on one elbow, shifting so he can reach out with that other hand, seeking any skin he can. It's mostly a shoulder, but okay. They'll get there. ]
It's fine, I'm fine, put in it.
[ He's demanding because of his need. Now with Kaveh's fingers spreading him open, that need flares up. He's not so far gone that he's going to come too soon or anything, but his patience drains out of him. Even if it's a little too fast, the toy isn't that big and he's not worried about it. ]
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[ This time, it's Kaveh's turn to laugh softly, to tease, although he's not being unkind, not when all the same need the other is feeling is also pulsing through him, demanding and wanton. So he takes the toy, quickly slathers some of the same lubricant over it before pushing it into the other and turning it on, using a medium speed that should tease and pleasure all at the same time.
Then, after a moment's thought, he turns it up to one of the higher speeds. They're both craving the intensity, after all.
Only then does he slide into the other's lap, hips rocking against his arousal. He doesn't lower himself onto it yet but the temptation is there, can likely be felt in the way he shudders and moans from the proximity. ]
Mn. Fuck. I don't wanna wait anymore either.
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He finds the lube himself, using it to slick up his fingers. ]
I know. Try this for a second anyway.
[ He's not totally against Kaveh just sinking onto his dick, but he's not so far out of his mind that he's going to let his partner go too fast so it hurts. Well, some people are into that (Childe himself, probably), but this isn't about that kind of kink.
So he slides his slick hand around Kaveh's backside, fingers moving to press against his ass. He doesn't tease about it, really. This is for ease of what comes next, after all, and eagerness goes some way to help that process along. Before long, he has two fingers inside the other man. ]
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Despite himself, the words make him pull back slightly, a question on his lipsβ
And then fingers press into him, one and then another, each movement making his breath hitch and his hips lift. Before long he's being worked open, the other's movements driving him mad with desire.
He nips at Childe's lower lip, a hiss of pleasure on his breath. ]
I'm fine. Archons, I'm fine. No more waiting.
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So he pulls his hand away and moves to allow Kaveh to sink onto his cock. He's distracted by the toy inside him and it is all he can do not to just forget about the other toy. With Kaveh on top of him, he has less control over the speed and all that, but he's strong. It's not as if he's just going to sit here.
But he does remember the other toy. ]
Fuck, just.
[ He can't decide if he wants to tell Kaveh to move or to wait, so he does neither. Instead, he manages to slide his still-slick fingers into the opening of the toy so it will go over Kaveh's dick without too much trouble. ]
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Of course, whether that helps the issue the other is having with his focus or only serves to make it worse, Kaveh doesn't know. Nor is he really thinking about it. At this point, he's so fucking horny and needy that any attention he would otherwise pay to such a thing is minimal. The way he sees it right now is that Childe has been set up to feel good, and he's been set up to feel goodβ so why wait?
He groans lowly, his head dipping towards Childe's shoulders as his hips continue to move. He knows it's only going to get better and better once the other adds the second toy, tooβ wonders how long he'll hold out like this, how many times the aphro and toys combined will drive them to fall apart for each other.
There's a distant part of him hoping that they're still clinging to each other when they're cumming dry, overstimulated and aching. ]
Oh, fuck...
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He strokes Kaveh a little with his slick hand, tempted to leave it there. But no, they had a deal! So he slides the toy into place as promised. He grabs the remote with his still slick fingers, but manages to hold onto it and click it on. The toy hums to life, the vibration low and relatively slow. He leaves it at that speed for the moment. He bucks his hips, finally giving in to the need to fuck the man in his lap until they're both senseless. He keeps his other arm around Kaveh, holding him without restricting him, and his mouth finds whatever is in front of him β neck, chest, shoulder. Doesn't matter.
He tries not to bite. ]
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One hand lifts, tangles too tight into red hair even as the other holds onto the remote, Kaveh adjusting the speed of the toy inside Childe until he assumes it's something closer to the one thrumming at the head of his cock; his head tilts back and his hips roll, enjoying the sensation of the other's mouth working over his skin.
He's no mind-reader, but he knows what he wants, and... ]
Mn, you can... you can leave marks if you want. I've got nothing to hideβ
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He makes a sound that's pleasure and surprise without any real pain when Kaveh's hand clenches in his hair. He likes hands too tight in his hair!
In answer to Kaveh's comment, he obliges, giving in to his own urge to bite down. He doesn't draw blood; he's rough, but not vicious. Still, he leaves indents with his teeth there on Kaveh's neck, sucking a red mark. It will bruise, and he's satisfied with that. ]
Fuck, you feel good.
[ He means it, hands roving down Kaveh's back, gripping his ass as if he could possibly pull them closer together. Wound up as he is, he probably won't last a long time, but who said they have to stop at one? ]
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Mn... you too. Better than I couldβ nnghβ imagine.
[ It's the truth, too. Between the cock seated deep in his ass and the toy thrumming lowly at the head of his, Kaveh is positive he won't last too long. But like Childe, he's unbothered by the fact, his imagination already a few orgasms down the line to how good it will feel when they're strung out and aching. ]
F-faster, please.
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Sure. Sure thing.
[ Even Childe can't just talk forever, not with sensation enveloping him, the distraction of the vibrating toy inside him compounding it. He's strong and not at all worn out, so he holds Kaveh a little tighter and thrusts up into him at a quicker pace.
He also fumbles with the remote, increasing the rate (intensity?) of the vibration. Faster also means more, as far as he's concerned. He's pretty sure he's not about to get a complaint, here.
After not much longer of that, he can feel himself start to stutter in the rhythm a little as his body pushes towards the edge. ]
'm close. I wanna feel you come too.
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and as Childe's hips start to stutter in warning, so too do Kaveh's movements against him in kind, a shaky sound on his mouth as he comes without warning into the toy wrapped over the edge of his cock, muscles tensing and squeezing down on the other man as his head tips back. ]
Oh, fuckβjust like thatβ
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Fuck, fuck, yes.
[ There's more, just nonsense words and obscenities. They don't matter, he just likes to run his mouth.
He moves a hand up into Kaveh's hair, pulling the blond away from his throat enough so he can duck his chin and kiss him. He's coming down off that orgasm, as much as the toy will let him, so it's open-mouthed and messy. Demanding. At least he's as much give as he is take. ]
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Every groan and curse that falls off the other's mouth, nonsense or not, is met with an answer, and Kaveh's hips continue to grind down against him in an almost mindless want, falling from his peak as quickly as his body wants him to climb back up there again. ]
More? [ he breathes, and as long as Childe indicates that he's okay, Kaveh will turn the toy inside the other onto its full speed. ]
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Today, the suit affects it. He doesn't feel sated or finished. He would stop, of course, if Kaveh wanted or needed to. But he's almost relieved that that isn't the case. ]
More? Absolutely.
[ Two can play that turn the dial up all the way game, and he likewise won't hesitate. ]
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