[ 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. ]
[ Kaveh's refractory period probably isn't normally as quick as Childe's. But today, he's just as affected by his suit, just as driven by the need for more. And so when the other responds in the positive, turns his toy up further in response, he's met with a pleased groan.
Like this, they can last all night, if they want to. ]
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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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Like this, they can last all night, if they want to. ]