[Between, well, everything, and the kiss and Absinthe's more brutal fucking he's going to claw at the man's back, moan against his mouth, though almost soundlessly at this point. He's arching, tight, shuddering under the other man and around him as he comes, the intensity of it making him rather lightheaded, so fortunate for him he's on his back at this point. All he needs do is ride it out and try to breathe, as impossible as that seems.]
[ it doesn't really take much more time for him to finish inside Lahabrea -- pressing balls-deep into him as he finishes, with a husky moan against his lips, leaning more of his weight against him as he rests against the other man. he's panting in the aftermath, tired but undeniably pleased, pressing kisses messily into the other man's jaw. ]
[The real question is can he breathe yet? Not that it changes what he's doing, which is keeping his legs and arms wrapped limply around Absinthe as he tries to recover, a soft noise escaping him as Absinthe rests against him and kisses his jaw. Fingers absently curling against and petting his back.]
[ yes! he'll finally release the grip on his throat, letting out an exhale as he feels those hands on his back -- he dips his head, too, to kiss at the sides of his neck, the marks there now that he's gotten access to it. ]
[He sighs in contentment and tilts his head, slowly starting to stroke Absinthe's back like petting a cat. Two rounds in a row is very relaxing so he is quite boneless.]
[Time to be boneless and exhausted for a bit while recovering from that. And pet Absinthe. That's the speed he's working at here, pet Absinthe, be relaxed.]
[It's a bit of a mess, and he shivers at the feeling of Absinthe pulling out of him since it's... Been a bit. He sits up, breathing deeply and bracing himself on a hand.]
I do believe I end my baths with you filthier than I go into them.
I am not nearly so full of youthful vigor as Emet-Selch. If you want to be indulged ask for it properly. Otherwise I recall the other thing I said is that I will not indulge you entirely, and will be contrary at whim. The privilege of the old.
[Starscourge does things to a man. He twirls his finger, winding a lock of Absinthe's hair with it.]
Shall I say your vessel looks older than its supposed years? Or just that the ravages of your life show too clearly. Though I can hardly talk about not looking my age, or supposed age.
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Date: 2020-09-20 04:10 am (UTC)Mm.
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Date: 2020-09-20 06:19 pm (UTC)Well, that was fun.
Re: 278 night
Date: 2020-09-20 06:39 pm (UTC)[ he murmurs, finally! pulling out of him at last, with a soft exhale as he does. ]
Re: 278 night
Date: 2020-09-20 07:19 pm (UTC)I do believe I end my baths with you filthier than I go into them.
Re: 278 night
Date: 2020-09-20 07:21 pm (UTC)Is that a complaint?
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Date: 2020-09-20 07:29 pm (UTC)Not at all. Was I not just saying I enjoyed myself?
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Date: 2020-09-20 07:31 pm (UTC)[ of a not-so-clean bath. he presses a little on a mark, not too much but maybe hoping to see him flinch. ]
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Date: 2020-09-20 07:41 pm (UTC)Certainly, though you do insist on being a brat about it.
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Date: 2020-09-20 07:43 pm (UTC)And here I thought you enjoyed indulging me.
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Date: 2020-09-20 07:44 pm (UTC)Re: 278 night
Date: 2020-09-20 07:48 pm (UTC)I am not nearly so full of youthful vigor as Emet-Selch. If you want to be indulged ask for it properly. Otherwise I recall the other thing I said is that I will not indulge you entirely, and will be contrary at whim. The privilege of the old.
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Date: 2020-09-20 08:22 pm (UTC)I never claimed not to be passionate.
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Date: 2020-09-20 08:34 pm (UTC)I daresay this vessel of yours is likely younger, physically, than mine.
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Date: 2020-09-20 08:45 pm (UTC)Is yours not just your body? I've never inquired. Did it stop aging?
But yes I would guess my vessel is in its mid to late twenties or early thirties at most.
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Date: 2020-09-20 09:05 pm (UTC)[ because this is what jrpgs think thirty year olds look like ]
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Date: 2020-09-20 09:08 pm (UTC)Shall I say your vessel looks older than its supposed years? Or just that the ravages of your life show too clearly. Though I can hardly talk about not looking my age, or supposed age.
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