[ Eiden feels the heat radiating through his finger tips. He's certain just from looking at Edmond's face face, that he'd do whatever he requested. He'd do whatever he had to in order to feel this close to him at anytime. Edmond could probably turn him on just by looking at him. He makes so many amazing faces, but the faces he gives in response to Eiden are the best ones. ]
Just undressing the rest of you with my eyes.
[ A mischievous grin. He doesn't really want to wait, anyway. ]
It's fine, I'm impatient, too. All I think about is how good you feel when I see you like this.
[ Which means he's going to throw Edmond around a little bit more, rolling a little so he's on top of him, straddling the other's lap so he can get up and start working his own pants off - revealing that he is already hard. ]
I like to see your face like this. And I --
[ He can take care of Edmond's pants too from here. ]
Am going to make you say my name so many times the way it sounds will get stuck in my head forever.
[For all his complaints it isn't as if he stops Eiden from hauling him around, just complains about it while it's happening. He hisses in a breath between his teeth and shifts his hips in anticipation as Eiden pulls off his own pants, noticing immediately how hard the other man is and feeling his face growing immediately hot. He doesn't have any words left to say anything against it when his own pants are pulled at.]
Then you're--
[He feels the words stick in the back of his throat. Trying to be... alluring is difficult. He's not good at it. He knows Eiden would tell him that he doesn't even need to try.]
You're going to have to put on a better performance than you usually do. [Edmond huffs a little bit.] I'm not going to make it easy for you.
[ Eiden looks Edmond in the eyes as he finally gets those pants down and works to discard them. Like most things - it just ends up in a random spot around the room. Problems for later. For now - he lets out a pleased little hum at the suggestion of the other. He's trying, Eiden can tell. And truly, he would tell him he doesn't need to. He's alluring just by a matter of being Edmond. Sure, part of is definitely his personal bias. But he considers himself so lucky to get anything form this man, especially what feels like affection.
He grinds his hips down into Edmond's. ]
I like you because you challenge me.
[ It doesn't sound like flattery - or even a compliment. It just sounds so matter of fact. He appreciates that he has to put some effort into Edmond. Some men he's met and had sex with in his life were easy. And they were fun, sure. But Edmond was effort and an effort that was worth it because he always felt like it was returned to him. Of course, he really likes Edmond. Maybe that makes a difference. ]
I want to earn it.
[ He wants to rush. Just jump to being inside him, but he doesn't think rushing is going to make this better than the other times. He grinds his hips slowly against Edmond's - groaning a little bit at that. His cheeks are flushed brightly - all the way to the tips of his ears. He's flushed from the warmth he's radiating. His hands move to explore Edmond's chest. Fingers feeling over the muscles. He brushes his thumbs over the man's nipples.
He never really goes into things with a plan. It's all impulse and instinct. Including saying things like that. But he wants Edmond to understand there's effort. ]
[Edmond's voice catches in the back of his throat and he almost chokes on the next breath he tries to take when Eiden rolls his hips down like that. The young man's entire body jerks and he snaps his eyes shut with a shaky groan as one of his hands grips hard against the sheets.
It really doesn't take too much to get him going. Especially not when it's Eiden. The scent of his essence springs up light and floral between them almost immediately and he can feel himself already half-ready for the man to simply take him however he might wish to.
But... it's different, somehow. Eiden is taking his time with a deliberateness that he doesn't usually show and Edmond manages to open his eyes, manages to pull in a deep breath, and after he looks up at Eiden for a few moments he wraps his arm around the other man's shoulders and pulls him down for a kiss.
He still remembers the first time they kissed. At that festival, on the hillside, with Edmond barely understanding what a kiss could really mean. They had kissed many times since then and he falls a little deeper each time without truly realising just what it is that he's falling in to.]
Mmhn-- [A soft sound uttered between their lips when they part for breath is the only encouragement he manages to give. He slides one slender leg up behind Eiden's thighs and pulls him close each time he rolls his hips down.
[ Eiden has brief moments of clarity when their eyes meet. It's like Edmond cracks through the more frivolous parts of him. It's not just about how gorgeous Edmond is (though it certainly doesn't hurt), it's about it just being Edmond. Every kiss is better than the last, so when he's pulled into kiss Edmond again, Eiden is sure this is the best one they've had yet.
He lets out a pleased - Ah when they part.
He can comply, he grinds his hips down against Edmond. It's difficult for him to be patient like this. It's a challenge for him to take his time. He hopes it's worth it, though. He hopes it's worth the way that taking it slow makes every touch that much more intentional. He hopes Edmond notices, but he doesn't ask. ]
Soon. I promise.
[ He means it. He's touched Edmond many times, he's felt every bit of his body that he can get his hands on. It's not about the pleasure, it's about making Edmond feel cared for. So Eiden takes dragging his tongue over the man's throat and jawline, trailing small nibbles along the flesh afterwards. ]
[And of course Edmond cannot help but get huffy when Eiden makes him wait. It's as if the man delights in tormenting him, or making him ask for things that make his face burn to even think of. Every time the other man touches him it brings the memory of every other touch flooding back and he cannot help but fall into it again, and again, and again.]
Mmf--
[The words he might have found to complain are swallowed up and swept away by the full-body shiver that runs through him as Eiden nips at his throat and the line of his jaw.]
You're so cute like that, Edmond. I know what you want.
[ He purrs. Oh, he does know. He can hear it even in the small noises. He watches Edmond's face so closely. He's been determined to learn what even the smallest shift means when Edmond's expression changes. He wants to know every detail about him. He wants to be an expert at getting these amazing things from the other.
He trailed a hand under the man's thigh. ]
I hope you're ready -- If it were another day, I'd ask you to say what you want.
[ But he's not asking for that. Given, he clearly wouldn't object if Edmond did. And while he'd love to rush through it and get right to fucking Edmond here - he is being decidedly deliberate and careful. He's savoring the journey. Essence makes certain parts of sex easier, but he still has no interest in actually hurting someone who isn't explicitly asking him to. So he continues to move that hand, until he manages to gently press two fingers into Edmond. He does have the courtesy to pause just before he does, giving Edmond a chance at any objections. ]
[It's a struggle for Edmond every time Eiden does ask him those things. He struggles to talk like Eiden does, to use the same sorts of words without feeling like his body is going to combust, and the other man can wind him up so quickly that he's often missing half of his ability to think by the time he's being expected to do it.
Now is, predictably, another of those times.
He's already struggling with coherency when he feels Eiden's fingers against him and he lets out an undignified squeaking moan, but the only protest comes when he feels the other man pause.]
[ It wasn't that he expected Edmond to object in any way, really. He was confident in the fact that Edmond didn't want him to hesitate or pause. There was so much more to it than that. He knows Edmond well enough to know that he doesn't need to hesitate when they're like this. Edmond would quickly throw him off if he had any real objections to this. But part of it is also him enjoying the faces the other makes at every little thing. He doesn't know how Edmond somehow looks more beautiful, but he does.
Disheveled, ready for Eiden to fuck him. It could drive a man mad. But part of the fun this time is meant to be the pacing. It's meant to be the way brings Edmond to this point. He works his fingers in the other man, moving them and working him. For all that essence does help, it doesn't do everything. ]
You -- [ He says it as his fingers move. ] I don't know if me calling you the most beautiful man I know is generous enough. [ He's been with plenty of men he doesn't even know. ] Most beautiful man I've seen. You're unfairly beautiful.
[ For all the flattery that he seems to be delivering, Eiden is sincere, at least. But he also doesn't necessarily think it's just about how Edmond looks. It's his entirety. Finally, after he's satisfied that he won't hurt Edmond, he withdraws his fingers. ]
[When he gets what he wants - the very thing he'd never outright say he wants but burns for with every fibre of his being - and Eiden pushes his fingers into him Edmond lets out a whining moan and tilts his head back, closing his eyes with a few soft little gasps for air as the other man works him open.
Normally he'd be complaining. Telling Eiden to stop, maybe. Or go slower, or not treat him so roughly. Instead the compliments keep him quiet, the careful way the other man stretches him with his fingers makes sure every attempt to speak is taken over by a moan, and all he can do is curl his fingers into the sheets and hold on. By the time Eiden is through with him he's relaxed and embarrassingly wet and he chases the pressure of his fingers as it withdraws.]
Nh-- hah... [Red-faced with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment he squeezes his eyes shut and shivers. His whole body feels as if it's throbbing. Desperate. Just waiting for the fullness of this man's cock.] Eiden, you-- you said you wouldn't make me wait.
I know. I'm sorry. [ He sounds sympathetic, but full of promise. He shifts, moving to help lifts Edmond's bottom half more off of the bed, using his body to prop up his hips slightly. He didn't want to wait, either. It's not as though he's never had sex with him here, but each time was just as exciting to him as the last. Eiden is always glad to be given the right to do this.
He shifts to position himself. He did promise he wouldn't make Edmond wait. He also really doesn't to wait, either. He's grateful for the little things granted to him by essence. It does help them get to this a little bit faster. He could make a cheeky comment about this, what he's going to be doing now, but he opts against it. He's on his best behavior on that front, but it doesn't mean he'll abstain from compliments.
He slowly starts to press himself into Edmond, feeling the heat of the other's body. It's slow, patient, and focused. As if he's cherishing the moment and treating it like their first time together. He lets out a groan followed by a pleased sigh. ]
[It is slow. A surprise and pleasant change when Edmond is used to Eiden simply getting so excited before he can do anything that he just plunges straight in. He tries to inhale and feels his breath catch in his chest, his thighs shaking as he lifts one leg to hook it against the other man's hip. The movement only serves to open him up further, prompting a moan that he can't hold in and an immediate red-hot flush over his ears and cheekbones.]
A-ah...- [Edmond gasps, his toes curling as he's filled so slowly and gently. His hips twitch in towards the sensation and the base of his spine arches off the bed as his head rocks back and his eyes snap shut.
[ The way Edmond shifts, moves, and gasps under his touch and movements is just as exciting as being inside of him. He's honestly shocked he can be at least semi-coherent. He likes the feeling of being surrounded by Edmond's warmth. He moves a little, shifting his hips back and moving to get a little deeper with each thrust. He's treating Edmond with all of the adoration that he has for him.
He gives an innocent look, especially considering what's going on right now. ]
Shouldn't [ the words come out slowly, broken up by pleased sounds ] you know?
[ Even now, it was important for Edmond to know. ]
[It's almost too much already, and his expression pinches as he tries to keep himself from climaxing too soon. He grips Eiden's arms with both hands and holds on, gasping for air between moans, rolling his hips up all too willing to every deep thrust into him.
Eiden can have him seeing stars so quickly. It should be illegal.]
You don't-- ah-- need to keep-- stroking my ego...
[And it's just so like Edmond to rebuff the compliments, even when he knows that the other man is utterly sincere. His eyes squeeze shut, his mind barely able to process his own pleasure.]
[ Eiden manages to resist a supply about stroking something or other, for once in his life, because he's far too focused on Edmond. He's focused, hands gripping Edmond's waist for now - as he meets the other's demand to move faster. His grip tightens, and his eyes lock onto Edmond's, moaning out the other's name. ]
Edmond.
[ He says the other's name as he moves his hips, when he pulls back, he pushes in deep each and every thrust. The way Edmond looks underneath him is everything he could ever hope for. A beautiful man clinging onto him like this and he has the power to flood his senses with every touch.
His noisy, too. Each time he thrusts he lets out a noise - moans, incoherent muttering that resemble Edmond's name. ]
I'm so lucky --
[ He didn't even really mean to say it that time. It was just one of the few things his mind can come up with between thrusts and pressing himself into the other as deep as he can. Finally, he moved a hand from it's grip on Edmond's hip and wrapped around his cock. He'd never want to leave him wanting, after all. It does slow his pace slightly, but at least there's this stimulation now. ]
[The moment his plea is answered the volume of his voice only grows louder. It's embarrassing, but he can hardly control himself as every inch of him is so deliciously filled. The line of his jaw is tense as he throws his head back and cries out gently on each thrust into his eager, willing body, his hairline drenched in sweat.
He's almost losing himself in it, feeling strangely free of the usual persistent embarrassment that comes with finding himself in such positions as this, and then Eiden puts a hand on his cock and he lets out a startled yelp as a dozen different sensations suddenly come into sharp focus.]
Ei-- Eiden-- that's--
[Edmond gasps for breath, clinging tightly.]
I-it's too much, I--
[It's too much, all at once, and though he protest and his teeth grit as he snaps his eyes shut and tries to hold back, his orgasm sweeps through him unbidden and has him crying out with a loud, desperate moan. Cum spatters across his stomach, sliding down the curves of his muscles as his thighs shake and his legs wrap tightly around the other man.]
[ He gets a feeling as to what Edmond was going to say in that moment, but he didn't need to. The reason he had even started to touch the other was with the goal of providing every sensation that he could. He loves to see his face when he comes - it's nice to see someone who is often wound so tightly lose shreds of his control. It's like he found the single loose thread and unwound him entirely.
But even better is the feeling of Edmond's body reacting to it. The strength of his legs, holding him tightly against him as he thrusts - losing a rhythm because sometimes he thinks just seeing Edmond like that would be enough to drive him to the edge of an orgasm - not that he thinks he needs to test the theory. His hand, sticky now, returns to Edmond's hip. ]
Me too --
[ He moans out the other's name - anything else just gets caught in his throat. His brows are furrowed as he attempts to keep his eyes on Edmond. He fails, of course, eyes pinching shut as he thrusts his hips in one final time. He doesn't say any other words as he does, just moaning as he comes. ]
[He can't help the way he cries out so loudly when he feels the other man spill inside him. There was a time when he hated it. That feeling, the losing control, that sensation of being claimed through an act he could help but fall victim to every time. But now...
Edmond pants softly, trembling as he holds on to Eiden and pulls him in for a deep, needy kiss. He presses his tongue past the other man's lips as if he's claiming him, moaning softly against his mouth as the sweet scent of his essence fills the room and his ass clamps around Eiden's cock in fluttering spasms.
The tingles of pleasure make him shake as they prickle over raw nerves. He bites softly against Eiden's lower lip.]
You... [A breath. He still has one leg hooked around the other man, holding him in place, holding on to that sensation of being full of him.] Eiden, I...
[ He repeats back to Edmond with a small smile, his tone affectionate. He seems perfectly content to just sit like this for a little while. Bask in the feeling until Edmond is sick of him or he decides it's probably time to wash up a little bit. There's Edmond, all sweetly looking at him like this. He loves it. He feels that bite on his lip and gets the message. He leans back down, pressing into another kiss, lips parted, fully accepting Edmond's tongue against his. To him, Edmond tastes sweet, too.
Despite how he wants to, he says nothing else, knowing full well the only other things he has to say are falttery he doesn't need to give Edmond right now. The other man is well aware of Eiden's affection since he's never been shy about showering it on him. ]
[It's enough to cut off what he was going to say, but he cups a hand against the side of Eiden's face to pull him in for another soft, deep kiss that Eiden might just feel him subtly smiling into. There was a time once when he thought such kisses were pointless things. What a fool he had been.
He's content to kiss the man for a few minutes more before the discomfort of his body begins to grow too distracting. Edmond wriggles his hips slightly, still snug around Eiden's softened cock, and he nudges his nose gently up against the other man's.]
[ Eiden doesn't even put up a fight at that. He knows he shouldn't just stay here like this, anyway. He should probably clean up, too. But he'll take care of their room so Edmond can shower in peace and come out to everything ready for relaxing in their shared space if he wants.
He pulls out. A gentle smile: ]
You can shower. Leave the water on when you're done. I'll be right in soon to clean up.
[He gives the other man another lingering, gentle kiss before he pushes himself out of bed and walks to the bathroom. His gait is a little stiff - just a little - but he does not turn around to see whether or not Eiden is smirking about it.
Being almost certain that he will be.
Only when he's under the water does he allow himself a foolish, lovestruck grin.]
[ It's a correct assumption. Eiden absolutely smirks and watches as Edmond moves towards the bathroom. He waits for the sound of water before he quickly strips the bed down and works to replace the sheets. He'll make the bed properly, of course, there's no other way to do it. Plus, he wants Edmond to have a nice, clean- comfy space to return to when all is said and done.
He tucks the sheets into the laundry basket on the way to the shower.
He makes his way to the shower, wondering if Edmond will be done by the time he reaches the space. But knowing if he isn't - he'll take the time to enjoy the view of the man before he cleans himself up. ]
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Just undressing the rest of you with my eyes.
[ A mischievous grin. He doesn't really want to wait, anyway. ]
It's fine, I'm impatient, too. All I think about is how good you feel when I see you like this.
[ Which means he's going to throw Edmond around a little bit more, rolling a little so he's on top of him, straddling the other's lap so he can get up and start working his own pants off - revealing that he is already hard. ]
I like to see your face like this. And I --
[ He can take care of Edmond's pants too from here. ]
Am going to make you say my name so many times the way it sounds will get stuck in my head forever.
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Then you're--
[He feels the words stick in the back of his throat. Trying to be... alluring is difficult. He's not good at it. He knows Eiden would tell him that he doesn't even need to try.]
You're going to have to put on a better performance than you usually do. [Edmond huffs a little bit.] I'm not going to make it easy for you.
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He grinds his hips down into Edmond's. ]
I like you because you challenge me.
[ It doesn't sound like flattery - or even a compliment. It just sounds so matter of fact. He appreciates that he has to put some effort into Edmond. Some men he's met and had sex with in his life were easy. And they were fun, sure. But Edmond was effort and an effort that was worth it because he always felt like it was returned to him. Of course, he really likes Edmond. Maybe that makes a difference. ]
I want to earn it.
[ He wants to rush. Just jump to being inside him, but he doesn't think rushing is going to make this better than the other times. He grinds his hips slowly against Edmond's - groaning a little bit at that. His cheeks are flushed brightly - all the way to the tips of his ears. He's flushed from the warmth he's radiating. His hands move to explore Edmond's chest. Fingers feeling over the muscles. He brushes his thumbs over the man's nipples.
He never really goes into things with a plan. It's all impulse and instinct. Including saying things like that. But he wants Edmond to understand there's effort. ]
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It really doesn't take too much to get him going. Especially not when it's Eiden. The scent of his essence springs up light and floral between them almost immediately and he can feel himself already half-ready for the man to simply take him however he might wish to.
But... it's different, somehow. Eiden is taking his time with a deliberateness that he doesn't usually show and Edmond manages to open his eyes, manages to pull in a deep breath, and after he looks up at Eiden for a few moments he wraps his arm around the other man's shoulders and pulls him down for a kiss.
He still remembers the first time they kissed. At that festival, on the hillside, with Edmond barely understanding what a kiss could really mean. They had kissed many times since then and he falls a little deeper each time without truly realising just what it is that he's falling in to.]
Mmhn-- [A soft sound uttered between their lips when they part for breath is the only encouragement he manages to give. He slides one slender leg up behind Eiden's thighs and pulls him close each time he rolls his hips down.
More of that, please.]
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He lets out a pleased - Ah when they part.
He can comply, he grinds his hips down against Edmond. It's difficult for him to be patient like this. It's a challenge for him to take his time. He hopes it's worth it, though. He hopes it's worth the way that taking it slow makes every touch that much more intentional. He hopes Edmond notices, but he doesn't ask. ]
Soon. I promise.
[ He means it. He's touched Edmond many times, he's felt every bit of his body that he can get his hands on. It's not about the pleasure, it's about making Edmond feel cared for. So Eiden takes dragging his tongue over the man's throat and jawline, trailing small nibbles along the flesh afterwards. ]
I won't make you wait long.
[ Because he doesn't want to, sure. ]
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Mmf--
[The words he might have found to complain are swallowed up and swept away by the full-body shiver that runs through him as Eiden nips at his throat and the line of his jaw.]
Eiden.
[He doesn't want to wait at all.]
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[ He purrs. Oh, he does know. He can hear it even in the small noises. He watches Edmond's face so closely. He's been determined to learn what even the smallest shift means when Edmond's expression changes. He wants to know every detail about him. He wants to be an expert at getting these amazing things from the other.
He trailed a hand under the man's thigh. ]
I hope you're ready -- If it were another day, I'd ask you to say what you want.
[ But he's not asking for that. Given, he clearly wouldn't object if Edmond did. And while he'd love to rush through it and get right to fucking Edmond here - he is being decidedly deliberate and careful. He's savoring the journey. Essence makes certain parts of sex easier, but he still has no interest in actually hurting someone who isn't explicitly asking him to. So he continues to move that hand, until he manages to gently press two fingers into Edmond. He does have the courtesy to pause just before he does, giving Edmond a chance at any objections. ]
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Now is, predictably, another of those times.
He's already struggling with coherency when he feels Eiden's fingers against him and he lets out an undignified squeaking moan, but the only protest comes when he feels the other man pause.]
W-why did you stop?
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[ It wasn't that he expected Edmond to object in any way, really. He was confident in the fact that Edmond didn't want him to hesitate or pause. There was so much more to it than that. He knows Edmond well enough to know that he doesn't need to hesitate when they're like this. Edmond would quickly throw him off if he had any real objections to this. But part of it is also him enjoying the faces the other makes at every little thing. He doesn't know how Edmond somehow looks more beautiful, but he does.
Disheveled, ready for Eiden to fuck him. It could drive a man mad. But part of the fun this time is meant to be the pacing. It's meant to be the way brings Edmond to this point. He works his fingers in the other man, moving them and working him. For all that essence does help, it doesn't do everything. ]
You -- [ He says it as his fingers move. ] I don't know if me calling you the most beautiful man I know is generous enough. [ He's been with plenty of men he doesn't even know. ] Most beautiful man I've seen. You're unfairly beautiful.
[ For all the flattery that he seems to be delivering, Eiden is sincere, at least. But he also doesn't necessarily think it's just about how Edmond looks. It's his entirety. Finally, after he's satisfied that he won't hurt Edmond, he withdraws his fingers. ]
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Normally he'd be complaining. Telling Eiden to stop, maybe. Or go slower, or not treat him so roughly. Instead the compliments keep him quiet, the careful way the other man stretches him with his fingers makes sure every attempt to speak is taken over by a moan, and all he can do is curl his fingers into the sheets and hold on. By the time Eiden is through with him he's relaxed and embarrassingly wet and he chases the pressure of his fingers as it withdraws.]
Nh-- hah... [Red-faced with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment he squeezes his eyes shut and shivers. His whole body feels as if it's throbbing. Desperate. Just waiting for the fullness of this man's cock.] Eiden, you-- you said you wouldn't make me wait.
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He shifts to position himself. He did promise he wouldn't make Edmond wait. He also really doesn't to wait, either. He's grateful for the little things granted to him by essence. It does help them get to this a little bit faster. He could make a cheeky comment about this, what he's going to be doing now, but he opts against it. He's on his best behavior on that front, but it doesn't mean he'll abstain from compliments.
He slowly starts to press himself into Edmond, feeling the heat of the other's body. It's slow, patient, and focused. As if he's cherishing the moment and treating it like their first time together. He lets out a groan followed by a pleased sigh. ]
You're so good to me, babe.
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A-ah...- [Edmond gasps, his toes curling as he's filled so slowly and gently. His hips twitch in towards the sensation and the base of his spine arches off the bed as his head rocks back and his eyes snap shut.
God, but it does feel amazing.]
Don't-- nhah... don't say things like that...
[He can still complain.]
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[ The way Edmond shifts, moves, and gasps under his touch and movements is just as exciting as being inside of him. He's honestly shocked he can be at least semi-coherent. He likes the feeling of being surrounded by Edmond's warmth. He moves a little, shifting his hips back and moving to get a little deeper with each thrust. He's treating Edmond with all of the adoration that he has for him.
He gives an innocent look, especially considering what's going on right now. ]
Shouldn't [ the words come out slowly, broken up by pleased sounds ] you know?
[ Even now, it was important for Edmond to know. ]
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[It's almost too much already, and his expression pinches as he tries to keep himself from climaxing too soon. He grips Eiden's arms with both hands and holds on, gasping for air between moans, rolling his hips up all too willing to every deep thrust into him.
Eiden can have him seeing stars so quickly. It should be illegal.]
You don't-- ah-- need to keep-- stroking my ego...
[And it's just so like Edmond to rebuff the compliments, even when he knows that the other man is utterly sincere. His eyes squeeze shut, his mind barely able to process his own pleasure.]
Nngh-- You can... go faster...
[Please go faster.]
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Edmond.
[ He says the other's name as he moves his hips, when he pulls back, he pushes in deep each and every thrust. The way Edmond looks underneath him is everything he could ever hope for. A beautiful man clinging onto him like this and he has the power to flood his senses with every touch.
His noisy, too. Each time he thrusts he lets out a noise - moans, incoherent muttering that resemble Edmond's name. ]
I'm so lucky --
[ He didn't even really mean to say it that time. It was just one of the few things his mind can come up with between thrusts and pressing himself into the other as deep as he can. Finally, he moved a hand from it's grip on Edmond's hip and wrapped around his cock. He'd never want to leave him wanting, after all. It does slow his pace slightly, but at least there's this stimulation now. ]
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He's almost losing himself in it, feeling strangely free of the usual persistent embarrassment that comes with finding himself in such positions as this, and then Eiden puts a hand on his cock and he lets out a startled yelp as a dozen different sensations suddenly come into sharp focus.]
Ei-- Eiden-- that's--
[Edmond gasps for breath, clinging tightly.]
I-it's too much, I--
[It's too much, all at once, and though he protest and his teeth grit as he snaps his eyes shut and tries to hold back, his orgasm sweeps through him unbidden and has him crying out with a loud, desperate moan. Cum spatters across his stomach, sliding down the curves of his muscles as his thighs shake and his legs wrap tightly around the other man.]
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But even better is the feeling of Edmond's body reacting to it. The strength of his legs, holding him tightly against him as he thrusts - losing a rhythm because sometimes he thinks just seeing Edmond like that would be enough to drive him to the edge of an orgasm - not that he thinks he needs to test the theory. His hand, sticky now, returns to Edmond's hip. ]
Me too --
[ He moans out the other's name - anything else just gets caught in his throat. His brows are furrowed as he attempts to keep his eyes on Edmond. He fails, of course, eyes pinching shut as he thrusts his hips in one final time. He doesn't say any other words as he does, just moaning as he comes. ]
Ah -
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[He can't help the way he cries out so loudly when he feels the other man spill inside him. There was a time when he hated it. That feeling, the losing control, that sensation of being claimed through an act he could help but fall victim to every time. But now...
Edmond pants softly, trembling as he holds on to Eiden and pulls him in for a deep, needy kiss. He presses his tongue past the other man's lips as if he's claiming him, moaning softly against his mouth as the sweet scent of his essence fills the room and his ass clamps around Eiden's cock in fluttering spasms.
The tingles of pleasure make him shake as they prickle over raw nerves. He bites softly against Eiden's lower lip.]
You... [A breath. He still has one leg hooked around the other man, holding him in place, holding on to that sensation of being full of him.] Eiden, I...
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[ He repeats back to Edmond with a small smile, his tone affectionate. He seems perfectly content to just sit like this for a little while. Bask in the feeling until Edmond is sick of him or he decides it's probably time to wash up a little bit. There's Edmond, all sweetly looking at him like this. He loves it. He feels that bite on his lip and gets the message. He leans back down, pressing into another kiss, lips parted, fully accepting Edmond's tongue against his. To him, Edmond tastes sweet, too.
Despite how he wants to, he says nothing else, knowing full well the only other things he has to say are falttery he doesn't need to give Edmond right now. The other man is well aware of Eiden's affection since he's never been shy about showering it on him. ]
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[It's enough to cut off what he was going to say, but he cups a hand against the side of Eiden's face to pull him in for another soft, deep kiss that Eiden might just feel him subtly smiling into. There was a time once when he thought such kisses were pointless things. What a fool he had been.
He's content to kiss the man for a few minutes more before the discomfort of his body begins to grow too distracting. Edmond wriggles his hips slightly, still snug around Eiden's softened cock, and he nudges his nose gently up against the other man's.]
I need to take a shower, Eiden.
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[ Eiden doesn't even put up a fight at that. He knows he shouldn't just stay here like this, anyway. He should probably clean up, too. But he'll take care of their room so Edmond can shower in peace and come out to everything ready for relaxing in their shared space if he wants.
He pulls out. A gentle smile: ]
You can shower. Leave the water on when you're done. I'll be right in soon to clean up.
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[He gives the other man another lingering, gentle kiss before he pushes himself out of bed and walks to the bathroom. His gait is a little stiff - just a little - but he does not turn around to see whether or not Eiden is smirking about it.
Being almost certain that he will be.
Only when he's under the water does he allow himself a foolish, lovestruck grin.]
i think~ this is a good spot. ♥♥
He tucks the sheets into the laundry basket on the way to the shower.
He makes his way to the shower, wondering if Edmond will be done by the time he reaches the space. But knowing if he isn't - he'll take the time to enjoy the view of the man before he cleans himself up. ]