innerdaemons | continuations (nsfw)

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[Well he does find that thrilling its own way, smirking just a little.]

And why not? You gave your own rather telling reaction to being denied, did you not?

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innerdaemons

Well .. that was not a complaint, mind you.

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temperedinpride

Of course not.

[He lifts his own hand to cup Absinthe's jaw.]

I do enjoy indulging you but I wonder if the real way to do so is not to give you everything you crave?

[Kind of musing but not like it's a real question, he already knows the answer.]

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innerdaemons

[ a hum, both hands now going to curl around his neck, thumbs lightly pressing into it ]

So I have to earn it from you?

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temperedinpride

[His fingers brush Absinthe's lower lip, pulse and throat just so warm and every movement easily felt under Absinthe's fingers.]

I did say no games of that sort without acknowledging them. As contrary as I may feel at times, manifesting such contrariness too much would seem to countermand my own words.

However, should you request at any point I give you a challenge, indicate that you want to see if you can pull noises from me unbidden, or whatever play you feel excited by attempting to triumph at, I shall take it most seriously. Seriously enough to try to win whatever the challenge would be. So yes, in that case you would truly have to earn it.

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innerdaemons

Well now. That seems like a very interesting game indeed.

But it would be one I request of you, yes -- not one I would assume as the default.

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temperedinpride

Then let us assume the default is I feel indulgent with the occasional bought of contrariness.

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innerdaemons

[ he laughs, brushing his lips against his jaw ]

I am quite satisfied with that, then.

[ -- before he starts to squeeze in earnest, only enough to somewhat cut off his breathing, testing his reaction before he pushes more. ]

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temperedinpride

[His breath hitches from more than just the restricted airflow, cheeks going a little pink, eyes on Absinthe's face with intent interest.

So it seems at least this much he doesn't mind, quite the contrary. He bites his lower lip and brushes his thumb over the shell of Absinthe's ear as he pushes his hair back a bit.]

Not so much you bruise me, but a little more would be fine.

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innerdaemons

[ there's a little nod before he continues -- tightening his grip on his throat some, not enough to bruise but definitely enough that the restriction in his air flow overall will be more noticeable, his own eyes continuing to watch Lahabrea's face for his reaction. ]

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temperedinpride

[He sucks in a breath, or as much of one as he can, the instinct rather overwhelming to try to fill his lungs more, especially when he can't.

It still isn't so much it quite hurts, nor yet feels unpleasant in comparison to the thrill, and he finds the shiver down his spine and stirring of his cock not an unexpected reaction, given the intimacy of choking. It does make him squirm a little, fingers digging into Absinthe's shoulder lightly even as he adjusts in his lap just a little. But there's no struggle or request to stop, as he gets used to the dizzying feeling of being perpetually out of breath.]

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innerdaemons

[ it's not a large or loud reaction by any means but even the smaller, quieter ones, like Lahabrea squirming on him and the cock twitching against him has Absinthe letting out a pleased sort of sigh. his own cock is stirring inside the other man now that he's been given some time after his last orgasm -- it's hard not react with Lahabrea's neck between his hands and his ass around him and experimentally, he moves his hips up, just enough to cause some friction in him. ]

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temperedinpride

[His breath stutters and he bites his lip, this time not purposefully keeping the noise back, but it is a bit of habit. Absinthe will feel the way his throat works though as he swallows heavily. He rocks back, encouragingly, the pleasure of feeling Absinthe growing again inside him is a little heady. Or maybe that's the lack of oxygen.]

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innerdaemons

[ probably both? probably both. Absinthe's almost feeling heady himself but in his case it's definitely from the pleasure -- the physical sensation, and mental sensations both, Lahabrea rocking on him and the movement of his throat under his hands.

he tips his head forward, kissing him, but immediately aiming to deepen it -- mostly to try to hear more of those sounds, too, with Lahabrea not being able to fully close his mouth. ]

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temperedinpride

[He does moan, a bit (a lot) breathless against Absinthre's lips, the kissing more of a turn-on but he runs quickly out of breath for it, mouth open Absinthe's, panting as well as he can.

He move again, more purposefully rocking, a slow grind onto Absinthe while he chases the pleasure of being on him, feeling Absinthe in him. It is so hard to focus right now but he still is relaxed, not panicked under Absinthe's hold, just really turned on and a little woozy from it.]

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innerdaemons

You are so ... lovely like this ...

[ Absinthe murmurs, and it's sincere, against Lahabrea's lips, though he's a bit breathless himself. not quite as breathless as Lahabrea, obviously, but still enough that how effected he is should be quite clear to tell.

he's pushing up a bit more insistently himself, stirring cock starting to become fully hard inside of him, his passage eased by the aftermath of his orgasm as he begins to fuck him again. ]

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temperedinpride

[Not a comment he was expecting and it does make him blush, curling his fingers at the back of Absinthe's neck. And it is gratifying, more than the physical, to feel Absinthe's interest inside him and the shortness of his breath against his lips.]

Do... Go on. Praise me more.

[He struggles against the breathlessness to reply, a little mischievous even while flushed and panting. A low whine humming against Absinthe's fingers as the man truly starts to fuck into him again, and he tries to respond with his own movements, shallower because he lacks the oxygen and steadiness in his legs to quite match.]

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innerdaemons

[ he hums, softly amused but fond still -- thumbs rubbing up against the curve of his neck even as he keeps up that pressure, keeping his pace steady but not too fast at the moment. it's also difficult to move too deep when both his hands are occupied. ]

Shall I note ... How good you feel around my cock? How becoming that blush is on you?

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temperedinpride

I certainly... Do not mind hearing it.

[He leans in, even though it presses against Absinthe's hands he does assume Absinthe will adjust into not choking him, just trusting that his request will be heeded. Regardless if Absinthe relents, he will pull him in by the hair to kiss him at the corners of his lips, using the hand on his shoulder to help brace himself and rock onto his cock more forcefully.]

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innerdaemons

[ he does adjust; his grip slackens some so even when Lahabrea pushes forward there's not an undue amount of force being exerted on his throat and he kisses back when Lahabrea moves close enough for it, a moan escaping his lips as Lahabrea does start to move on his cock with more force. he's still somewhat sensitive from his orgasm before and even though it's not as much movement as he'd like it's still satisfying, in his own way, and his feet push at the ground to try for a deeper lunge into him on a downstroke. ]

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temperedinpride

[Ah that is gratifying. It isn't as if he doesn't get why Absinthe enjoys noises, he loves them himself, hypocritically.

He is probably about to say something smug but Absinthe surprises him by meeting his movements so forcefully, and that has him moaning himself, louder than he means against the other man's mouth, breath hitching and gasping under his fingers. Absinthe isn't the only one still sensitive, and with the man's come making his insides slicker on top of sensitivity and lightheadedness there's just a different feel altogether to this.]

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innerdaemons

[ pleased at the reaction he tries for that again -- bracing his feet to push up sharply into him when he falls onto him next, and again, and again. his own breath is getting quite strained with the force of it, the combination of Lahabrea's weight on him and him being unable to help the pace along with his hands meaning it takes quite a lot of force, but it's more than worth it to hear Lahabrea's moans. ]

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temperedinpride

[And moan he does, every time Absinthe drives so hard back into him on the downstroke. But between the heat and the way he has to pant shallowly for gasps air that aren't ever quite enough, as well as the heady pleasure, he is getting dizzy.]

Absinthe.

[The way he gasps that name is rather more wrecked with want and pleasure than he is wont to reveal. And he has to pause and steady himself on Absinthe's shoulders, trembling not just from fucking himself on the man and the pleasure of it, but from the heady weakness of being short of breath for so long on top of the exertion.

He doesn't ask to catch his breath though, still gasping from whatever air Absinthe's hold allows, just taking a few moments to collect himself enough to continue.]

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innerdaemons

[ oh, that is nice. it's said in a way he can't ever quite recall hearing out of the other man and he shudders, nails digging into his throat for just a second and he remembers himself and relaxes the grip, some, but not enough that Lahabrea can get proper breaths in still.

his own pace does slow some as Lahabrea takes the tip to collect himself, as Absinthe needs to take a breath for his own reasons -- his thigh muscles strained and his breathing uneven. still, he's relentless in his attention, biting and nipping up Lahabrea's jawline, at the corner of his lips. ]

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temperedinpride

[He shivers at the bite of nails and squeeze but it's over fast enough he won't complain, turning to chase Absinthe's lips when he's caught his own breath as much as he's able, which isn't a lot.

It is nice to feel and hear Absinthe straining like that, and he rocks against him sooner than he had intended, wanting to drag out more of those little involuntary reactions himself, nails raking down Absinthe's chest a little hard.]

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