[ his breath catches as baptiste's fingers find his nipple and twist, causing him to throw his head back a little, teeth gritting somewhat into more of a grin than anything else. feeling himself so warmly pressed inside has him breathing deeply in and out, hips pressing upwards to just grind a little inside of him while he still has the chance to. it's true, eiden is no showman. he's here to deliver pleasure - but that being said. he's no slouch when it comes to learning. and it's clear by the glimmer in his eyes that he's more than willing to play by baptiste's rules.
he's never been one to wait, but he could certainly be persuaded, especially with such clever, warm hands slipping down to brush his sac. he whimpers a little, shifting his legs somewhat as he braces himself up on an elbow with pupils blown wide. ]
Far be it from me... [ as he tries to keep his breath steady, tries not to let his voice crack ] ... not to... indulge... lemme take you there then...
[ the flush from the warm, citrus taste still in the back of his throat, the heat rolling in his throat as he fumbles to slide a hand along baptiste's side, to drag nails lightly down his ribs as he sits up in the lounge further. both his hands are free enough that he can drag them over the planes of baptiste's chest, fondling him, exploring him, taking his nipples between his knuckles and pulling before lowering his mouth. his arms go around him in an embrace, drawing him closer.
if a little bit of drool slides from his lips, well, he can't help it. the essence in him ratchets up and everything is wet - his cock dribbling with a warm substance that feels almost electrifyingly good to anyone who might be a little magic sensitive, and from where baptiste cups him, he can feel a little slick liquid coating his fingers, the scent on the air of something sweet.
eiden, for all intents and purposes, is truly human at his core. but he knows his time in klein has changed him. he fastens his mouth over one of baptiste's nipples, laves his tongue flat over the plane of his chest, on display for him like a feast, before sucking hard at one of those beautiful little buds, teeth scraping skin as he plays at it with his tongue - circles it, pokes and nudges, then laves again. ]
Hah... [ licking his lips as he pulls back before darting in to suck again, this time with more vigor, eyes fluttering shut as he lets a hand roam downwards to stroke his abdomen, to drag down his hip and squeeze his thigh warmly, tugging him closer to settle, to sit down and let him tend to him. ]
@molotovmoustache
he's never been one to wait, but he could certainly be persuaded, especially with such clever, warm hands slipping down to brush his sac. he whimpers a little, shifting his legs somewhat as he braces himself up on an elbow with pupils blown wide. ]
Far be it from me... [ as he tries to keep his breath steady, tries not to let his voice crack ] ... not to... indulge... lemme take you there then...
[ the flush from the warm, citrus taste still in the back of his throat, the heat rolling in his throat as he fumbles to slide a hand along baptiste's side, to drag nails lightly down his ribs as he sits up in the lounge further. both his hands are free enough that he can drag them over the planes of baptiste's chest, fondling him, exploring him, taking his nipples between his knuckles and pulling before lowering his mouth. his arms go around him in an embrace, drawing him closer.
if a little bit of drool slides from his lips, well, he can't help it. the essence in him ratchets up and everything is wet - his cock dribbling with a warm substance that feels almost electrifyingly good to anyone who might be a little magic sensitive, and from where baptiste cups him, he can feel a little slick liquid coating his fingers, the scent on the air of something sweet.
eiden, for all intents and purposes, is truly human at his core. but he knows his time in klein has changed him. he fastens his mouth over one of baptiste's nipples, laves his tongue flat over the plane of his chest, on display for him like a feast, before sucking hard at one of those beautiful little buds, teeth scraping skin as he plays at it with his tongue - circles it, pokes and nudges, then laves again. ]
Hah... [ licking his lips as he pulls back before darting in to suck again, this time with more vigor, eyes fluttering shut as he lets a hand roam downwards to stroke his abdomen, to drag down his hip and squeeze his thigh warmly, tugging him closer to settle, to sit down and let him tend to him. ]