( sanger is the show and yoku is the captivated audience. it is a nice treat. being able to feel his arousal and seeing him strip... it was like a really delicious appetizer. but they wanted more. more, more, more. as he got closer, yoku got hungrier.
am i taking enough time with it? )
Long enough, I think.
( they got impatient. just a bit. they leaned in and immediately began placing gentle kisses on his skin. they started from his stomach and worked their way upward until they got to one of his nipples. they give it a quick peck before rolling it between their two fingers. )
Is this alright, Mr. Kinky Butler?
( they then move their head up towards his shoulder, dragging their tongue against the skin there. )
C...Can I take a bite? Just a small one...
( they pant slightly against his skin, doing their best to have some amount of self control. already are they incredibly hard and wanting to claim their new husband. )
[He laughs, and then shivers at the attention, pressing his chest into his lover's touch. More is always nice.]
It's good. You can have a little bite.
[So long as it satisfies the other entity within them, it's better, morally, that Asmo's hunger is satiated from the willing. Pointedly, he guides their body to press flush to his own, a pleased hum slipping out at the sensation of their arousal brushing against him.]
( a little bite. a little taste. that's all they need. they repeat that over and over again in their head as a way to convince themselves to not go further than necessary. even is asmo begs and pleads for more.
they give one last kiss to his shoulder before they sink their pointed fangs into his shoulder, immediately lapping at the blood that begins to pour out of the wound like a dehydrated dog. they force their head away as a way of reigning themself in. )
You're so delicious. I could just...
( consume. consume consume consume.
no. yoku takes in a deep breath before forcefully pressing their lips against sanger's, forgetting about the blood that no doubt was still clinging to his tongue. but from the kiss, they kiss lower. from their neck , to their chest, to their stomach. they only stop once they are on their knees entirely.
they look up at their lover, a slight smile on their face and affection in their eyes. )
I always enjoy seeing you from this angle. You're so lovely. Will you let me see more? Do you want my tongue this time?
[Perhaps it's wrong to want to also please Asmo - Sänger has no desire to die, of course - but hunger is a terrible thing. Maybe one day, he'll propose something to Yoku - but that won't be for some time yet. And certainly not to be undertaken without Yoku's personal blessing.
[But he is mortal, and what greater waste to bury his body when it could offer some reprieve for the entity within his love?
[He still hisses a little when he's bitten, breath catching as his knees knock slightly together. It stings - the lance of fangs into his shoulder. But it isn't bad, and if it helps Asmo, so much the better.]
You already know what I look like...
[He pouts, but he does relax a little more, and then bends a little to offer a kiss in kind, tasting his own blood on Yoku's tongue again. This time, it's to tenderly clean up a little of the traces, and his gaze, perhaps, almost seems to look not only at Yoku, but through him, to the hungry entity within.]
Eat me out awhile? As you can probably smell, I'm quite soaked for you.
[His gaze glimmers, and he stands up properly again, shrugging out of his shirt and tossing that over the back of the chair as well, atop his coat. It leaves the scars under his chest on further display, but he's long since lost any self-consciousness over the marks now that his body is what he's always wanted it to look like.]
Please just make sure you're comfortable, while you're at it.
Don't worry about me. I kind of like it either way.
( the feeling of discomfort on their knees whenever they were in this position for long periods of time was hardly something they'd call extremely painful. but it left enough pressure where there was a nice build up in their stomach that motivated them to work harder so sanger could be brought to the edge.
all that was getting in the way between them and a nice meal was sanger's pants. they don't waste any time in removing them. or maybe it's more like they can't afford to waste any time on removing them if the slight tear they created in the front from forcing them open was anything to go by. they'd get him a new pair of pants later.
next were the boxers which were a whole lot easier to move down around his ankles. )
Oh wow, you really are excited. What a dirty-minded fiance I have on my hands.
( raising themselves a little higher, they lightly teased his slit with one of their fingers by gently dragging a finger over it. )
Are you sure you're fine with standing up? I saw you buckle a little bit earlier. I don't want you hurting yourself darling.
( they don't waste any more time dipping their tongue past his folds, eagerly licking as deep as their tongue could reach. it certainly made for a really delicious meal and they intended to savor it for as long as they could.
yoku slowed down the pace in which their tongue moved, reaching down towards the front of their own pants and rubbing their erection to get some form of relief. )
[Sänger rewards Yoku with a soft, needy moan, body shivering as their tongue licks deep. He's soaked-- he's so soaking wet that he can hear each movement clearly, every part of him there aching for more stimulation.]
Yoku-- ohhh...
[The slower pace gets a soft, disappointed groan, and Sänger rocks his hips impatiently, gaze drifting down to watch their beloved eat him out.
[It.. hits differently, admittedly. Knowing that he's wholeheartedly agreed to marry them. But more than that, it just feels like a confirmation of the presence of a puzzle piece that was already in arm's reach, just waiting to be returned to its rightful place within the big picture.]
Please---
[His head tips back a little as he shivers, gloved fingers threading affectionately into Yoku's hair.]
( hearing sanger beg was always a nice little treat for them. it was music to their ears and to their libido. they stopped licking altogether just so they can briefly pepper quick kisses to sanger's inner thigh as a slight apology for teasing him.
but they weren't exactly sorry. )
Okay, okay... but only because you said please.
( they place one more kiss to their thigh before they move their hands a little higher so they have a tight hold on his thighs to hold him in place. yoku doesn't waste anymore time before they push their tongue right back inside of sanger, licking and sucking intensely. their nails dig into his thighs in an attempt to keep their own arousal in check. )
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am i taking enough time with it? )
Long enough, I think.
( they got impatient. just a bit. they leaned in and immediately began placing gentle kisses on his skin. they started from his stomach and worked their way upward until they got to one of his nipples. they give it a quick peck before rolling it between their two fingers. )
Is this alright, Mr. Kinky Butler?
( they then move their head up towards his shoulder, dragging their tongue against the skin there. )
C...Can I take a bite? Just a small one...
( they pant slightly against his skin, doing their best to have some amount of self control. already are they incredibly hard and wanting to claim their new husband. )
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[He laughs, and then shivers at the attention, pressing his chest into his lover's touch. More is always nice.]
It's good. You can have a little bite.
[So long as it satisfies the other entity within them, it's better, morally, that Asmo's hunger is satiated from the willing. Pointedly, he guides their body to press flush to his own, a pleased hum slipping out at the sensation of their arousal brushing against him.]
Help me bandage it later, okay?
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they give one last kiss to his shoulder before they sink their pointed fangs into his shoulder, immediately lapping at the blood that begins to pour out of the wound like a dehydrated dog. they force their head away as a way of reigning themself in. )
You're so delicious. I could just...
( consume. consume consume consume.
no. yoku takes in a deep breath before forcefully pressing their lips against sanger's, forgetting about the blood that no doubt was still clinging to his tongue. but from the kiss, they kiss lower. from their neck , to their chest, to their stomach. they only stop once they are on their knees entirely.
they look up at their lover, a slight smile on their face and affection in their eyes. )
I always enjoy seeing you from this angle. You're so lovely. Will you let me see more? Do you want my tongue this time?
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[But he is mortal, and what greater waste to bury his body when it could offer some reprieve for the entity within his love?
[He still hisses a little when he's bitten, breath catching as his knees knock slightly together. It stings - the lance of fangs into his shoulder. But it isn't bad, and if it helps Asmo, so much the better.]
You already know what I look like...
[He pouts, but he does relax a little more, and then bends a little to offer a kiss in kind, tasting his own blood on Yoku's tongue again. This time, it's to tenderly clean up a little of the traces, and his gaze, perhaps, almost seems to look not only at Yoku, but through him, to the hungry entity within.]
Eat me out awhile? As you can probably smell, I'm quite soaked for you.
[His gaze glimmers, and he stands up properly again, shrugging out of his shirt and tossing that over the back of the chair as well, atop his coat. It leaves the scars under his chest on further display, but he's long since lost any self-consciousness over the marks now that his body is what he's always wanted it to look like.]
Please just make sure you're comfortable, while you're at it.
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( the feeling of discomfort on their knees whenever they were in this position for long periods of time was hardly something they'd call extremely painful. but it left enough pressure where there was a nice build up in their stomach that motivated them to work harder so sanger could be brought to the edge.
all that was getting in the way between them and a nice meal was sanger's pants. they don't waste any time in removing them. or maybe it's more like they can't afford to waste any time on removing them if the slight tear they created in the front from forcing them open was anything to go by. they'd get him a new pair of pants later.
next were the boxers which were a whole lot easier to move down around his ankles. )
Oh wow, you really are excited. What a dirty-minded fiance I have on my hands.
( raising themselves a little higher, they lightly teased his slit with one of their fingers by gently dragging a finger over it. )
Are you sure you're fine with standing up? I saw you buckle a little bit earlier. I don't want you hurting yourself darling.
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You'll just have to hold me up at that point, won't you?
[He shivers slightly at the contact, and then hums, rocking his hips against their finger.]
You make me weak-kneed, so it's hard to help. But I'll warn you if I get too wobbly.
[Reaching for them, he threads his fingers into Yoku's hair, gently playing with the strands.]
But I have only ever been open about how filthy my mind is.
[Well, once he felt comfortable enough to talk about such matters. Which hadn't taken long after they'd met.]
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( they don't waste any more time dipping their tongue past his folds, eagerly licking as deep as their tongue could reach. it certainly made for a really delicious meal and they intended to savor it for as long as they could.
yoku slowed down the pace in which their tongue moved, reaching down towards the front of their own pants and rubbing their erection to get some form of relief. )
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Yoku-- ohhh...
[The slower pace gets a soft, disappointed groan, and Sänger rocks his hips impatiently, gaze drifting down to watch their beloved eat him out.
[It.. hits differently, admittedly. Knowing that he's wholeheartedly agreed to marry them. But more than that, it just feels like a confirmation of the presence of a puzzle piece that was already in arm's reach, just waiting to be returned to its rightful place within the big picture.]
Please---
[His head tips back a little as he shivers, gloved fingers threading affectionately into Yoku's hair.]
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but they weren't exactly sorry. )
Okay, okay... but only because you said please.
( they place one more kiss to their thigh before they move their hands a little higher so they have a tight hold on his thighs to hold him in place. yoku doesn't waste anymore time before they push their tongue right back inside of sanger, licking and sucking intensely. their nails dig into his thighs in an attempt to keep their own arousal in check. )