Worth it, hah, he's going to go insane. Edmond groans desperately and lets his head fall back, leaving the pale curve of his elegant throat to Eiden's eager gaze. It's an almost painful too-much when his cock is stroked and the sound of his moans pitches upwards in half-protest, half-encouragement as he both grinds down against the length filling him up and twitches himself up into the other man's hand.
"Please—" he whispers, then again, louder this time as his ass clenches tightly and his insides flutter and the tight heat between his hips coils up and twists and—...
Nothing. No relief. Just the fire burning through him as the cycle starts over again. The vice-captain lets out a whining sound almost like a sob. He's going to kill him. How did he even persuade him to do this?
He grits his teeth. The itch is still there and only the way Eiden's cock feels as it spears into him over and over even comes close to scratching it. Edmond sits up, leans back, gives himself a better angle to take the other man deeper, harder, claiming every inch of him as the last threads of his self-control shatter.
Every roll of his hips pulls an unsteady cry of pleasure. Every one, as he takes every inch of Eiden's length into his soaking hole with the kinds of obscene noises that he cannot even think to be embarrassed about. His chest burns, everything aches with need, and he just wants to—
God, he needs to—
It happens again. The cresting, burning wave of pleasure that crashes over him and leaves him all the more wanting. Edmond cries out loudly as his body clenches again, ass clamping down hard, and he has to grab hold of both of Eiden's shoulders for support as he shakes through it.
"E-Eiden..." Still desperately moving his hips. How can he still be..? His mouth crashes against Eiden's in a heated, demanding kiss.
"Eiden..." A bite. His teeth nip hard against Eiden's lower lip. "I-I need to..."
Embarrassing. How ridiculous that he can still feel it, with the state he's in. His face feels like fire as he forces the words out.
Every roll of Edmond's hips, every time his ass clenches around his cock drives Eiden closer and closer to the edge. Something that happens every time an orgasm washes over the other, unfulfilled. Eiden smiles through the hard nip at his lip, stealing another kiss through it. The temptation to continue going on like this for so much longer is there. He loves the sounds Edmond is making as his body shakes, the scent filling the room, the noises their bodies are making each time Edmond moves even the smallest amount.
"I'm close," he moans against Edmond's lips. Which, if he were thinking, might be a little unfair to say when someone is asking to. He's not out to torture Edmond, really, though it may seem like it each moment that he left unfulfilled.
He kisses his jaw, his neck. "Soon. I promise." This time, it is a promise. And one he'll get to fulfill soon. "You'll have to stop moving first, though." His hands move to Edmond's hips to help him still and steady, waiting for him to be fully seated on his cock. He'll use his hands to help guide Edmond to the spot where he wants him to settle down on him.
"Can you stay still like this for a couple minutes?" It will give Edmond's shaky thighs a break and a chance to breathe. His hands trace over the line of Edmond's hips and waist, tracing up to feel the fine muscle of the other's chest. Finally, one hand moves to settle on the silicone ring, perfectly wrapped around Edmond's cock. His fingers mover of it, but not removing it yet.
Stop moving? Stop moving? He does his best to obey through the lust-filled haze, digging his fingers hard against Eiden's shoulders as he's pulled down against him and so gently held in place.
It's maddening, being so full. He shuts his eyes and trembles, unable to escape the waves of pleasure even while he's still as his ass continues to pulse and contract around the other man's cock, sending little thrills of sensation through his already far too sensitive body.
"Nnh... ha..."
He's sure he's never been such a mess. Even now he can feel his body's next attempt at orgasm threatening at the edges of his senses, heating his skin and making his heart pound like thunder in his ears.
"I can't—... I..."
God, he needs to climax. His hand clasps against the one teasing at his cock, against that dratted little ring. Another demanding, biting kiss gets pressed to Eiden's mouth.
It's hard for him to not simply grab Edmond's hips and hold him down as he comes. It's taking a lot of restraint but he's using every ounce of it because he wants to make Edmond feel as good as he does. He loves the way Edmond looks when the inhibitions are gone and he just goes head-first towards pleasure.
There's something beautiful about someone with so much restraint finally letting go. That's part of the fun of this, too.
"Ah..." He's taking deep, shaky breaths as he holds onto everything he has to keep himself together. The way Edmond feels around his cock is so good - too good. How is he meant to keep anything together when he feels like this.
"I promise." He had, and it's worth repeating. He is careful not to move or flex his muscles, only focusing on the ring on Edmond's cock and the way the other's hand grips him. He focuses, though as fingers slip between Edmond's flesh and the ring, stretching it gently as he works it off of the man's length - slowly. He gently discards it.
Since the ring is discarded - "Alright, you can move." He says it as he wraps his hand around Edmond and immediately starts to stroke him. At this point, he's pretty certain he could come without any further touch, but he feels like he's made Edmond ride that edge for long enough.
The contact of Eiden's fingers against the over-sensitive skin of his cock is almost too much to bear. He whines desperately, gasping at the sudden release of tension, and he hardly needs the instruction at all.
He hardly needs to move. Between Eiden's hand and the heights he's already been pushed to it only takes two short, shaky rolls of his hips before another orgasm hits him and this time, it actually brings relief. The sound he manages to make is strangled, a shuddering cry as he grips Eiden's shoulders and cums between them, spattering both of their torsos with milky-white.
Then he's boneless, panting, draped against his lover without a single thought in his head.
Edmond moving those last couple moves of his hips sends Eiden over the edge, as well - as he comes into the man. He moves his hand from the other and gently wipes it on the sheet beneath them. He lets Edmond hang there for now - for as long as he needs. He moves one hand to settle on the small of Edmond's back, moving in gentle circles there.
He's tired, and his head is in the clouds, enjoying a bit of the afterglow as Edmond's warm body leans into his. He's grateful that he's managed to at least keep thoughts in his head and is able to string words together.
He can do little more than utter a shivering moan when he feels the other man spill into him. Edmond isn't sure if he'll ever entirely get used to that feeling. His chest heaves, his fingers curling against Eiden's skin, and he lets out a single 'mnnh' in answer to the flippant question.
Does he feel okay? He feels amazing. He can't go telling Eiden that, though...
"You... are an utter menace," he mumbles. "Just what gave you the... the right to treat me like that..."
As if he did not thoroughly enjoy every moment, in full knowledge that he could say no any time he wanted.
"Treat you like that?" Eiden scoffs a little, but it is playful. He knows Edmond had fun, he doesn't need to tell him that. He heard the noises he was making, he felt the way his body reacted to his every touch. He also knew better than to think Edmond would indulge him in sharing how he felt after it.
But that didn't stop Eiden from asking anyway. He knows for certain if something was genuinely unpleasant he'd already know by now.
"You'll have to be more specific for what I did wrong." Heh.
He did nothing wrong. In fact he did so many things right that Edmond would not be able to list them all. Instead he just turns his head a little from its spot against Eiden's shoulder and bumps his forehead against the other man's temple.
"I will not."
If you can't figure it out then he's not telling you! Also, do it again. Just... not yet, because he can't feel his legs properly.
Eiden nuzzles against Edmond's head, leaning into it. He wraps his arms around the other's shoulders for a moment, enjoying the feeling of this. "Alright, you don't have to." He'll just draw his own conclusions that he did absolutely nothing wrong.
"Want me to run you a bath? Maybe we can get in together." There's space, right?
He lets out a playful little grin at that. Of course he does mean just a bath right now. But that doesn't mean he won't tease Edmond a little bit during it.
Oh, there is definitely space, and Eiden might just feel Edmond's whole body give a little shiver as the thought of what they could get up to in it passes through his mind. He entirely blames the other man for this level of utter debauchery.
Eiden shifts both of his hands to Edmond's ass, using his arms to help guide the other off of him.
"Just relax for a few moments, I'll make sure it's perfect."
Gentle and with intention, Eiden shifts to swing his legs over the side of the bed then moves to step off of it. He feels his legs shake for a moment before he steadies and makes his way towards the adjacent bathroom and runs the water for the both of them.
Edmond just makes a soft sound when he's moved and once Eiden leaves the bed, takes a moment to let his body relax and sink into the softness of the sheets. That was...
Intense.
A few minutes pass before he moves. The young man breathes in, pushes himself up onto his elbows, then slowly shifts until he's sitting on the edge of the bed. There, he eyes his legs as if he doesn't trust them to keep his weight if he stands up.
"Eiden?" he calls out, curling his fingers against the edge of the mattress. "Are you ready?"
His ears perk at hearing Edmond's voice and he shifts, moving to go back towards the bedroom as the bath runs. It won't take too long to fill the tub, but he knows he has at lest enough time to hurry back to Edmond. He offers the other his hand when he sees him at the edge of the bed.
"I am now."
A charming little grin. "Your legs must be jelly."
His own were, so it's fair to assume Edmond's are.
If they are it's Eiden's fault! And they very much are, but he does manage to wobble up to his feet unassisted so he can start carefully walking towards the bathroom.
"I'm not smug about it." Edmond is making his way over unassisted. So he opts against helping him unless he specifically asks him to. No need to baby him, after all.
"I mean, you had a good time, too, didn't you?"
Of course he did. Eiden has absolutely zero doubts about it. It's not entirely his fault. Just a lot his fault.
Huff! Asking him questions like that, and of course he's expecting a reply. Edmond scowls at him a little, but... not really very much. Damn it, Eiden.
"I suppose..." Huff... "Yes, I did have a good time."
And he does manage to get across the room without help, though he opts to put his hand on Eiden's shoulder when they get to the bathroom door.
He smiles, leaning to place a soft kiss on Edmond's cheek. It's a quick, affectionate action. "I'll take care of the rest, then," Eiden shifts with a smile. He moves, helping guide Edmond towards the bath tub. He's careful not to offer too much help.
"But all that matters is you had a good time."
After all, sex should be fun for the both of them. That's what he wants.
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"Please—" he whispers, then again, louder this time as his ass clenches tightly and his insides flutter and the tight heat between his hips coils up and twists and—...
Nothing. No relief. Just the fire burning through him as the cycle starts over again. The vice-captain lets out a whining sound almost like a sob. He's going to kill him. How did he even persuade him to do this?
He grits his teeth. The itch is still there and only the way Eiden's cock feels as it spears into him over and over even comes close to scratching it. Edmond sits up, leans back, gives himself a better angle to take the other man deeper, harder, claiming every inch of him as the last threads of his self-control shatter.
Every roll of his hips pulls an unsteady cry of pleasure. Every one, as he takes every inch of Eiden's length into his soaking hole with the kinds of obscene noises that he cannot even think to be embarrassed about. His chest burns, everything aches with need, and he just wants to—
God, he needs to—
It happens again. The cresting, burning wave of pleasure that crashes over him and leaves him all the more wanting. Edmond cries out loudly as his body clenches again, ass clamping down hard, and he has to grab hold of both of Eiden's shoulders for support as he shakes through it.
"E-Eiden..." Still desperately moving his hips. How can he still be..? His mouth crashes against Eiden's in a heated, demanding kiss.
"Eiden..." A bite. His teeth nip hard against Eiden's lower lip. "I-I need to..."
Embarrassing. How ridiculous that he can still feel it, with the state he's in. His face feels like fire as he forces the words out.
"Please... l-let me cum..."
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"I'm close," he moans against Edmond's lips. Which, if he were thinking, might be a little unfair to say when someone is asking to. He's not out to torture Edmond, really, though it may seem like it each moment that he left unfulfilled.
He kisses his jaw, his neck. "Soon. I promise." This time, it is a promise. And one he'll get to fulfill soon. "You'll have to stop moving first, though." His hands move to Edmond's hips to help him still and steady, waiting for him to be fully seated on his cock. He'll use his hands to help guide Edmond to the spot where he wants him to settle down on him.
"Can you stay still like this for a couple minutes?" It will give Edmond's shaky thighs a break and a chance to breathe. His hands trace over the line of Edmond's hips and waist, tracing up to feel the fine muscle of the other's chest. Finally, one hand moves to settle on the silicone ring, perfectly wrapped around Edmond's cock. His fingers mover of it, but not removing it yet.
He lets out a teasing Hmm.
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It's maddening, being so full. He shuts his eyes and trembles, unable to escape the waves of pleasure even while he's still as his ass continues to pulse and contract around the other man's cock, sending little thrills of sensation through his already far too sensitive body.
"Nnh... ha..."
He's sure he's never been such a mess. Even now he can feel his body's next attempt at orgasm threatening at the edges of his senses, heating his skin and making his heart pound like thunder in his ears.
"I can't—... I..."
God, he needs to climax. His hand clasps against the one teasing at his cock, against that dratted little ring. Another demanding, biting kiss gets pressed to Eiden's mouth.
"Let me..."
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There's something beautiful about someone with so much restraint finally letting go. That's part of the fun of this, too.
"Ah..." He's taking deep, shaky breaths as he holds onto everything he has to keep himself together. The way Edmond feels around his cock is so good - too good. How is he meant to keep anything together when he feels like this.
"I promise." He had, and it's worth repeating. He is careful not to move or flex his muscles, only focusing on the ring on Edmond's cock and the way the other's hand grips him. He focuses, though as fingers slip between Edmond's flesh and the ring, stretching it gently as he works it off of the man's length - slowly. He gently discards it.
Since the ring is discarded - "Alright, you can move." He says it as he wraps his hand around Edmond and immediately starts to stroke him. At this point, he's pretty certain he could come without any further touch, but he feels like he's made Edmond ride that edge for long enough.
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He hardly needs to move. Between Eiden's hand and the heights he's already been pushed to it only takes two short, shaky rolls of his hips before another orgasm hits him and this time, it actually brings relief. The sound he manages to make is strangled, a shuddering cry as he grips Eiden's shoulders and cums between them, spattering both of their torsos with milky-white.
Then he's boneless, panting, draped against his lover without a single thought in his head.
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He's tired, and his head is in the clouds, enjoying a bit of the afterglow as Edmond's warm body leans into his. He's grateful that he's managed to at least keep thoughts in his head and is able to string words together.
"Feeling okay? One grunt for yes. Two for no."
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Does he feel okay? He feels amazing. He can't go telling Eiden that, though...
"You... are an utter menace," he mumbles. "Just what gave you the... the right to treat me like that..."
As if he did not thoroughly enjoy every moment, in full knowledge that he could say no any time he wanted.
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But that didn't stop Eiden from asking anyway. He knows for certain if something was genuinely unpleasant he'd already know by now.
"You'll have to be more specific for what I did wrong." Heh.
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He did nothing wrong. In fact he did so many things right that Edmond would not be able to list them all. Instead he just turns his head a little from its spot against Eiden's shoulder and bumps his forehead against the other man's temple.
"I will not."
If you can't figure it out then he's not telling you! Also, do it again. Just... not yet, because he can't feel his legs properly.
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"Want me to run you a bath? Maybe we can get in together." There's space, right?
He lets out a playful little grin at that. Of course he does mean just a bath right now. But that doesn't mean he won't tease Edmond a little bit during it.
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"Mm. We both need a bath."
And there is space, so...
"Go and do that."
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Eiden shifts both of his hands to Edmond's ass, using his arms to help guide the other off of him.
"Just relax for a few moments, I'll make sure it's perfect."
Gentle and with intention, Eiden shifts to swing his legs over the side of the bed then moves to step off of it. He feels his legs shake for a moment before he steadies and makes his way towards the adjacent bathroom and runs the water for the both of them.
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Intense.
A few minutes pass before he moves. The young man breathes in, pushes himself up onto his elbows, then slowly shifts until he's sitting on the edge of the bed. There, he eyes his legs as if he doesn't trust them to keep his weight if he stands up.
"Eiden?" he calls out, curling his fingers against the edge of the mattress. "Are you ready?"
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"I am now."
A charming little grin. "Your legs must be jelly."
His own were, so it's fair to assume Edmond's are.
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If they are it's Eiden's fault! And they very much are, but he does manage to wobble up to his feet unassisted so he can start carefully walking towards the bathroom.
"You don't need to look so smug about it."
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"I mean, you had a good time, too, didn't you?"
Of course he did. Eiden has absolutely zero doubts about it. It's not entirely his fault. Just a lot his fault.
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Huff! Asking him questions like that, and of course he's expecting a reply. Edmond scowls at him a little, but... not really very much. Damn it, Eiden.
"I suppose..." Huff... "Yes, I did have a good time."
And he does manage to get across the room without help, though he opts to put his hand on Eiden's shoulder when they get to the bathroom door.
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"But all that matters is you had a good time."
After all, sex should be fun for the both of them. That's what he wants.