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bakerstreet2024-08-25 01:05 pm
treks) wrote in bakerstreet2024-08-25 01:05 pm
Parked
let's go parking
how it works:
● Post with your character.
● Others respond to your character.
● You can use the RNG or pick your own!
● Have fun!
scenarios:
1 ✪ first date: Shy and fumbling, you're just getting know each other, what's a better way than going to lover's lane to 'talk' or maybe something else.
2 ✪ cop a feel: So you're going to take the chance, why not try to go for the 'gold' and try a little heavy touching.
3 ✪ make out: You have no illusions, you know what parking is for: Lip locking. So get to it. It's make out time.
4 ✪ hot and heavy: The windows are getting steamy, you know what that means: time to go all the way.
5 ✪ just talking: No seriously. You're just going to be talking. Boring but sweet.
6 ✪ stuck in traffic: Okay, so you're not parked but you're sure as hell not moving. Traffic sucks. But maybe you can figure out a way to pass the time.
7 ✪ snow storm: Yep, sudden!blizzard has hit and now you're stranded in your car. You need to either go get help or figure out a way to keep warm, someone's bound to drive by eventually.
8 ✪ your choice!
type of vehicle (optional):
1 ✪ truck: the cab is small but there's a whole 'bed' in the back.
2 ✪ compact car: a classic, the front seat might be a bit cramped but there's room in the backseat
3 ✪ sports car: so sleek yet oh so small
4 ✪ convertible: it's topless! so if you get topless there's not a lot of privacy but the breeze feels nice, right?
5 ✪ station wagon: there's room everywhere!
6 ✪ classic/vintage muscle car: nothing gets your motor running more than an old muscle car
7 ✪ limo: there's lots of leg room but make sure you put up that center window to keep the driver from hearing.
8 ✪ train car: (get it?) those bumps caused by the track sure are making things more exciting, aren't they? too bad you don't have much room to spread out.
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The hand Lilia has holding down Leona's hip almost seems to tighten its grip as those hands come to rest on his head. Not in a threatening way, more acknowledging the presence with that small squeeze, encouraging Leona on to do what he might need, to touch him in any way if that's what felt right. The gentle pressure against the crown of his head leads Lilia on without fail, without faltering even for a second.
Just how does Leona expect him to reply to that question with his mouth so full? Rhetorical or not, the fae wants to comment, wants to mention how simple of an answer there could be, if Leona thought about it for a little bit longer. Oh well, he'd just hum in response, moving his hand down from Leona's hip to instead grab at his thigh, fingers digging in against the soft flesh of the other man through the remaining fabric on him.
Instead of pulling back to comment, Lilia took the hints that Leona's cock was giving him. The light twitches, the light tone of desperation in his tone of voice. No, he's not going to pull back until he feels that hot fluid spill over in full into his mouth, to pour down his throat.
Slowly, surely, his hand moves up along Leona's thigh, back up to his hip, then finally to the edge of his shirt, pushing the fabric up to allow his hand to slip under his shirt, to touch the skin of his waist, his abdomen. To feel him up, as part of his own little reward to Leona for how good he's doing. For how much Lilia appreciated his acceptance of his last little demand and an acknowledgment that he's close. That Lilia knows it, and is urging him to let desire control him. To let him give in, fully.
Maybe, too, Lilia wanted to hear a little bit of a whine from him, considering how ruthlessly he's going after the sensitive parts along his length, over and over and over and over. ]
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and he'll find out just soon enough. it's not like a volcano that takes time to erupt but like an earthquake. he wants to feel those nails dig in. he wants to feel the hot, heat of lilia's mouth become more of his own space. a familiar place. it may be more exciting because of this being their first time together, thrilling because of how little control he has on the situation...
the presence of lilia's hand is felt and understood. he can run those fingers along toned, sunwarmed skin and muscles. a present for him. leona is his for now. maybe more, if he wishes...
with that in mind? it's now too late for leona. the pleasure becomes almost too much to bear, the pressure in building in his cock threatening to go straight up to his head and then right back down, plummeting and spiraling. that he's almost dizzy from the sudden loss of seed that gushes into lilia's mouth. it's what he deserves, right? a direct infusion of leona's essence flooding the fae's senses. ]
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The lithe fingers of the small fae wander along his skin, touch firm yet somehow gentle, caring. If Leona wanted, he could push that hand away, make Lilia focus only on the task at hand. Lilia doubts he will, doubts he'd even think of doing that when, really, all things considered, Lilia's been treating him so kindly, showing him exactly what he can do without holding back.
Leona, too, seems to not hold back as he finally reaches his orgasm, spilling over in Lilia's mouth before long. Like everything he does, Lilia skillfully swallows down each drop, bringing his tongue up along him as if to savor any that might have tried to escape, to burst past his lips. Reaching back up to Leona's tip, he does the same there, tracing the head. Pulling off, he pants quietly, taking a second to just breathe.
His hands pull back, and he sits up onto his knees properly on the seat, still facing Leona. The back of one hand rests lightly over his mouth as he continues to work on catching his breath, grinning behind it. ]
How's that for 'putting my money where my mouth is'?
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when he's finished... when lilia is off of him, he can admire those rusy cheeks. that coy smile. that playful tone and those words. they light a fire in him. does lilia feel it? maybe he doesn't but leona would like to think the other student is very well aware of what might've sparked through that blowjob. that feelings can run rampant alongside passion and sometimes get misinterpreted. he's doing his best to try to work that out mentally, but unfortunately post-nut clarity hasn't come to him. not yet.
especially when... ]
I'll give ya somethin' else to think about.
[ and then he lunges. lilia surely can't expect that, right? with leona's pants halfway down and seemingly exhausted from coming? but there he is and he leads face first, to slam his lips into lilia's and shove his tongue right into that mouth. he'll take a taste of himself while he starts to shove the waist of lilia's pants down. he's talented like that. ]
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Instead, he's in for a surprise. That little lunge, the way their lips slam together, is enough for Lilia to let out a noise in surprise, before laughing quietly against Leona's lips. Who but Lilia would be entertained by such a bold approach, really? He's lucky they were sharing this set of seats and had already moved the middle armrest, allowing Lilia to fall back a bit, giving Leona more room to work at his pants.
Both of the fae's hands come up. One presses against Leona's cheek, to hold him into the kiss. The other moves to grasp at his shirt, as if to demand he stay this close, that he not pull back just yet, if at all.
There's not a struggle or a whine when Leona shoves his tongue inside his mouth. Lilia's not too careful as he brings his tongue to meet his, twisting and turning and demanding into that kiss. Leona would need to be careful of those fangs himself now, if he didn't want his tongue getting nicked. The smaller man's hips lift lightly, as if to help Leona remove those pants easier.
Pulling back enough from the kiss to get a word in, he murmurs: ]
You better be planning to do what I think you are. I want you to fuck me. Got it?
[ It's with that comment that he presses right back into another kiss, nipping at Leona's bottom lip with those fangs of his, not caring if he's being a little too rough or demanding, it seems. ]
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as leona expertly gets those pants out of the way through pulling on them like the overeager and horny young man that he is, he barely gets a word in edgewise before that kiss gets recaptured. whatever sound he makes will have to be of agreement. of course he's going to fuck lilia. he's still aroused, hard as hell that it hurts, and there's no way he's going to leave without making sure lilia knows who's the prince around here. if that means starting a new line of diplomatic relations like this, then...
those fangs catch his bottom lip and he can already taste a little bit of coppery something-something on his tongue. it doesn't even hurt yet. maybe it's because of how sharp those canines are? maybe it's because leona is too busy trying to push lilia's legs up so that they rest against his shoulders as he positions himself carefully--- though he does grind into those thighs while he still can. he'll be the one to break this second kiss off, tongue swiping against lilia's as he does so. ]
You're tough enough to take me like this, right?
[ his dick is still pretty slick, what with mixture of spit and come from before. ]
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With his own pants off finally, Lilia huffs out through his nose in relief. That fabric had been hurting to keep on for so long when he'd gotten this worked up. He was fully prepared to sit there and ache or to take care of that himself in some other way. This was a far better experience, in his opinion. He wouldn't have to do much of anything with Leona this eager, would he?
Lilia is one of the most flexible students in probably the whole of NRC. As it becomes clear how Leona's trying to position him, he shifts to help, relaxing his body to make it easier. There's a short whine when Leona grinds against his thighs, a needy shift of the fae's hips-- and then he's pulling back, breaking the kiss, leaving Lilia breathless.
His eyes open partway to look up at Leona, before he nods. ]
I am. Give me all of you.
[ The hand against Leona's cheek slips back, around to the back of his head. Tangling in Leona's hair. It's a combination of things that he does next. Pulling Leona down with the hand against his shirt, tugging his head back to expose his throat. Leaning in, pressing his lips against his skin. Those lips part against him, tongue pressing against his skin, seeking out his pulse along him. Searching, with those sloppy kisses, for something. A specific spot, where...
As soon as it's found, he drags his fangs along it, teasing the idea of a bite with a simple action. ]
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he makes sure to raise lilia's legs as far as he can get them, so that he can also bend forward. that the pull on his hair is sharp but there's no way it's as startling as leona's cock finally pushing into, one brutal shove so that he's halfway in and has a place to rest. let lilia adjust if he needs to but also, let leona take a breath. that pause is enough to get his throat to line up with lilia's fangs, where that tongue had lingered, and leona knows exactly where he's going. a carnivore knows.
his heart skips a beat but lilia can probably feel that. ]
You gonna do it? Sure I'm not gonna be too rich for you?
[ maybe some extra motivation will help? maybe being closer will help, too. after all leona's got some more inches to bury into lilia. so with a soft exhale, he finally does it. and once he's fully seated he doesn't want to move. why? to savor the feeling of a different kind of warmth wrapped around him. ]
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Panting quietly against the other man's throat, Lilia tilts his head further up, craning his neck to get at the right angle. He's ready to bite into him, to taste that blood of his on his tongue again, after the small taste he'd gotten from Leona's own lip. Were those words meant to encourage? To push him to finally do it, to stop teasing the idea?
Lilia laughs softly against his skin. ]
Don't underestimate me. You won't be--
[ The comment is cut off by the feeling of Leona pushing the rest of the way into him. Two things happen. First, a soft cry escapes the fae, his body involuntarily squirming under the beastman. Second, Lilia's fangs sink in. It's not a simple bite like a human might do. Not just a love bite, where teeth never break the surface of the skin. No, his teeth are sinking in, those fangs making quick work of it. Almost like... one wrong move and he'd tear flesh from bone. That isn't his goal. Isn't what he goes for.
What he does seem so very focused on is the way the warm rush of blood drips into his mouth. His bite lets up to keep from tearing Leona further if he began to move. Tongue searching, pressing against the wounded flesh to avoid wasting even a single drop... all while he sucks and nips at that same spot. The bite wasn't going to be enough on it's own. He wants there to be a bruise, a hickey, another reminder of their time together right alongside that harsh bite. ]
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What's that? Can't hear ya over the sound of--
[ they sink in and the sharp pain of is confusing for a split second, only because it's replaced by a wholly different kind of pleasure. there's a brief moment of lightheadedness, like the air has been sucked right out of his head, only to be replaced by a tremble and wave of electricity that jolts him back into place. he's lucky he doesn't come again right there. he's certainly feeling like he could. but the need to stretch this out, the want to make lilia agonize as much as he does over this, is paramount.
the heat rises in his throat while also sinking down to his nethers. it's not like lilia's bite contains some kind of aphrodisiac or anything but it's hot! it's very hot! he wouldn't let anyone else chomp on him like this. he'll wear the bite out in public, he won't cover it up. all leona has to do is smile and show it off. who could be the mystery biter?
probably the same who's getting fucked into a train seat cushion.
crotch goes flush against skin before he pulls back and then he delves back inside, all the while keeping his upper body still and especially from the shoulders up. he doesn't need to explain a major injury. he can control himself, just like lilia. that's why with a free hand, he reaches down and roughly grabs the other guy's dick to begin stroking. no way he's going to get out of this without joining him in making this car a mess. ]
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It was so much, the pressure, the position they're in, how Lilia was so flush against both the train car and Leona's own body. The closeness was necessary in full, for them to ever be able to connect like this. To become two parts of one whole. His lips stay in place, relentless little nips and kisses pressed to that one spot, his tongue dragging across his skin as he slowly helps the wound stop bleeding.
Only when he feels the other's crotch hit his own, their hips flush together for one moment, does he make another soft noise. A whine, dragged out, asking for more without asking. He gets what he wants, too, as Leona pulls back and thrusts back into him without a single ounce of mercy. It's only when that hand wraps around his dick that Lilia finally pulls back from his throat, admiring the marks that'd formed on his skin.
His hand releases Leona's hair, both arms now coming up to wrap loosely around his neck, his eyes focused up on his face. The attack from both ends leaves him squirming, his hips moving in an attempt to not match Leona's pace, but to get more where he can, before Leona can set a pace of his own. His desperation shows in those simple movements. ]
You're going to make a mess of me, aren't you? Go on, show me what you're made of.
[ Lilia encourages through the little noises that slip out of him. His hand is soon back in Leona's hair, this time far more gentle, fingers carding through the long locks. A silent affection, amidst the roughness that was prevalent in their connection. The look in his eyes was pure lust. His chin tilts up slightly. ]
Kiss me again.
[ The demand is placed, even if he could easily pull Leona down himself, to take what he wants. He clearly wants to see if Leona would follow a little order of his, a verbal demand. ]
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he hilts himself deep inside again and again, only hesitating when he snorts at that question. at that challenge. he just wants to hear lilia reward him with small gasps, another squeeze. anything to tell him that he's doing the right thing. confirmation through reaction. he gets to look at that face as he does it. everything is seemingly genuine and all together, makes leona yearn for more and more. those rhythmic wet sounds as his balls slap against reddening skin... they're motivation. ]
I'm gonna make a mess in you.
[ simple correction as he moans, breathing harshly out of a panting mouth. a mouth unoccupied but certainly willing to be used as he asks for a kiss. how could he refuse? so with that, he lets his head be brought down so that their lips can touch again. this time, it's rougher. he's not afraid of those fangs. he doesn't care if he gets nicked, all he wants is for their tongues to fight over supremacy. a fight that he's willing to lose. ]
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The press of their bodies together, the deepness and the angle that Leona manages to get within him has Lilia making several soft noises, slowly unraveling under their shared pleasure. The normally abnormally pale face of the fae was flushed, warm to the touch. That flush seems to cover his cheeks, over her nose, all the way up to the tips of his ears. How could Leona refuse to kiss Lilia when he looks like this, when he asks so nicely?
With their lips pressed together, Lilia doesn't stop himself from returning the kiss in full. Doesn't hold back, allows himself to let go into it, parting his lips damn near immediately to drag his tongue across Leona's bottom lip, waiting patiently for the other's tongue to come duel his own. Those crimson eyes flutter closed again, and almost like a chain reaction, the small fae seems to get louder against Leona's kiss.
Tiny moans, little gasps, all betraying how he was feeling, how far he was enjoying their connection. He can taste the light coppery taste of blood on his tongue when his fangs manage to nick the beastman again, but he doesn't pull back. His hold tightens, one of his hand now resting against Leona's back, clutching onto his shirt as if his life depended on it.
Only as his chest begins to burn with the need to breathe does he pull back from the kiss. His walls are tightening around Leona, his back arching, his hips moving as much as he can get them to in this position. ]
Fuck, that's... it's--... [ Lilia can't even describe it, taking in a sharp breath, ] I'm-- too damn close. I don't want to stop.
[ His tone of voice is still so demanding, yet an edge of desperation slips in. He's having fun, he doesn't want it to be over so soon. Not that he couldn't go for more, spend multiple rounds going at it, but he's not so sure Leona would be able to. Hence, warning him, in case he felt the same, in case he too wanted to keep this up for as long as they could. ]
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if there was any distrust before, it's been cast aside now. he might be making a huge gamble. huge risks. letting lilia get this far means he could regret this in mere moments. he's close, too. the pace is getting frenetic, almost random. his heart is pounding in his chest. even the kiss has him going dizzy--- who knew tongues could feel this way? like electric eels mingling, tingles practically frying his brain. ]
Neither do I. [ it's difficult for him to get those words it, his voice heavy and deep. how is lilia so good at making every thrust feel different and new compared to the one before it? his body aches. what kind of sorcery is this. ] I don't wanna stop with you...
[ because then it'll end. why would he want to give that up? the taste in his mouth is growing bittersweet as his body heats up again, desperation clouding his judgment. in, out. in, out. ]
... maybe we don't have to.
[ except with that confusing statement leaving him, he can't hold back any longer. another orgasm that forces him to go still and fully deep inside of lilia. he comes, flooding him. filling him. making him his. ]
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Yeah, he's lost in the lust, in the desire, that he's built up in such a short time. Leaning his head back, feeling that familiar heat curl deep within him, it's near impossible for him to speak properly at this point, words beginning to fail him as he focused only on their pace, only on how this felt.
And, despite his best wishes...
Lilia's crying out as he feels Leona spill over inside of him, flooding his small form with his seed, making good on his promise to make a mess inside of him. He feels his body tense, his back arch, and he's brought over the edge, reaching his own orgasm... which, unluckily for him, ends up staining both Leona's hand and his own shirt, given their position. Not that he seems to care for the moment, his body shivering lightly with the aftershocks of such an intense one. ]
... what... did you mean?
[ Lilia murmurs out the question, breathless and trying his best to steady his own dizzied and clouded mind. Leaning in enough to press his forehead against Leona's shoulder, to hide there as he allows his body to do what it needed to come down from that high. ]
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Exactly what I said. he's feeling somewhat boneless, not really wanting to move. the remnants of the orgasm are slowly and unfortunately departing him and replacing that warmth is a tinge of regret. what did he mean? maybe he doesn't have to respond right away. he's still inside of lilia and with a grunt, he thrusts in another time. then another. and another. he's still hard. he could go again. but leona is still numb from the orgasm and he needs a few moments to recover, so. ]
Just... come back with me during the next break. You've been here before. Could even stay with me, if you'd like.
[ in his room. in a private, separate chamber from his brother and his nephew. in royal luxury. they could have all the time they want. all the people in the world for lilia to trick and tease, and there would also be leona... prime recipient of the chiding from a well-traveled and experienced fae.
and then he grabs lilia's hand and brings it up to his mouth where he pulls a few of those fingers into them, giving them a playful suck. ]
You'd like it, I'm sure.
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And shudder as Leona thrusts in again, again, and again. Fuck, he's sensitive, his body reacting to the thrusts by squirming under Leona, silently accepting the movements and the feelings that come along with them. The offer was one he would normally need to think about. He didn't tend to make plans all that far ahead of time...
This trip itself had been last minute, hadn't it? To plan that far ahead, to want to spend more time with him. Leona must be enjoying this. Was it only this he was enjoying? Or was it Lilia's company as a whole?
That crimson gaze focuses on Leona, watching as his hand is taken, brought up to the beastman's lips. Lilia's expression is soft, almost uncharacteristically, yet... it definitely fits him. ]
Alright. [ A quiet agreement is offered, his head tilting to one side as he continues to inspect Leona. ] Especially if I were to stay with you. That would be fun.
[ Bringing his free hand up to carefully cup Leona's cheek, his thumb caresses him with a level of care and affection that he's not wholly sure he should be offering the other man. What's the harm in it? It wasn't as if they were making some promises they couldn't keep, or taking this any further than what it currently was... at the moment. ]
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why does his heart flutter like that, upon lilia's agreement? there's that lingering bit of confusion and unease, though now it's more like the kind he's felt before. expectations. will he or will he not meet them? he doesn't want to think about what failure would mean now, of all things. what he wants versus what he needs versus what he can give.
but for now...
he tilts his head into the touch, the smile on his face dreamy and relaxed. shame that this will end too. however. ]
... we're kinda gross. [ leona snorts before he laughs tiredly. ] We should probably clean up, yeah?
[ makes a lot of sense. thankfully there's a separate bathroom in this car, complete with a shower. not like he planned for this to happen but sometimes you also just have to hide somewhere with warm running water running over your entire body. ]
Let's go.
[ but first things first--- he has to pull out. he sighs as he does so with minor regrets. there will certainly be a mess made that someone will have to clean up. it won't be either of them. ]
Legs are kinda stiff. How 'bout yours.
[ he is also still stiff. life is unfair. ]
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Many misunderstood some simple facts regarding the relationship between Lilia, Malleus, and those closest to him, his 'retainers', his knights.... all because Lilia and the rest of them all kept it a secret. No one else needed to know, and so they assume that Lilia is just the same as Sebek or Silver to Malleus. This includes Leona - why had he ever needed to know anything more? Not that anyone tends to ask all that much. Rook may be the only one who openly understands Malleus as Lilia's ward. Lilia as his guardian.
Would it change Leona's opinion of Lilia, to know the true nature of them? Or, maybe, Leona simply wouldn't care as long as he himself didn't need to deal with Malleus.
Anyways.
Lilia's so focused up on Leona, his thumb continuing to brush over his warm skin for a moment longer, as the beastman leans into the touch. Look at that smile. Just what was going through his head? ]
That we are. [ Lilia could agree without even a second to spare, laughing softly to himself. ] Mmhm...
[ With a simple hum, Lilia shifts to move his legs down, to help himself stretch back out as Leona pulls out. His body was pretty stiff, but he'd be fine if he had a moment or longer. Squirming a bit, he shifts to try and sit himself up. ]
Only a bit. It's only natural, I think. You are far too tall to comfortably be in a position like that for very long. It's a good thing you didn't last longer. Otherwise, your legs might be more than stiff. Sore, aching. Perhaps you should've had me ride you?
[ Lilia spares a glance down to his dick. He's still raring to go, hm? How cute. Lilia just smiles, shifting to take Leona's hand and move to push them both to get up, to stand and head to that little bathroom together. ]
Come along, then. Maybe we can finish taking care of you in there?
[ For someone who just got fucked into a dizzying state in the seats of the train, he sure was confident and commandeering of this situation. Could be seen as too much, as if he believed he and only he was in control here, regardless of what possible roles they may have taken in the moment. ]
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little does he know... ]
So you're sayin' next time we fuck, we better do it somewhere I can stretch out. [ a beat as he chuckles. ] And stretch you even further.
[ he's allowed to be a little cocky, despite needing to swallow his pride before lilia swallowed his cock. funny how that works out. as he gets onto his feet, it's a pain knowing that he is still fully engorged. obviously that'll need to get taken care of sooner rather than later, but maybe it's a sign of things to come. that he's not done yet. they're not done yet.
both of his ears perk up. he's not alone in that thought process. good to know. taking lilia's hand, he slides the door open and looks both ways before pulling the fae with him. even though his pants are still barely on, he can still take them both to the end of the train car where the fancy bathroom happens to be. a standing shower, porcelain sink, and a collection of towels as well as toiletries. perfect for two people to get clean together. or "get cleaned". ]
You like hot water? Or does it really matter?
[ tail swishing from side to side, he breaks away from lilia so he can play with the faucet. ]
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With a small snort, Lilia rolls his eyes at the cocky statement, still clearly amused no matter how he reacts aloud to it. ]
That is not what I was saying, however... I would enjoy that. I want to see how you can work when you have ample space to use me how you please.
[ Allowing his hand to be taken, he lets himself be tugged along, his eyes focused up on Leona now. The wave of his hair, the way his ears seemed to be perked up, the curve of his own hips, his muscular form-- sue him, he's going to eye up Leona as they walk together.
Once they reach the bathroom and they break away from each other, Lilia pulls his own shirt over his head, taking a second to turn it inside out to avoid getting any of his own release spilled out anywhere else. His eyes dart over to Leona, a soft shrug being his reply. ]
I've no preference, though if it's too hot, I may end up feeling faint. I am less accustomed to higher temperatures than most - I doubt it will end up being an issue.
[ Moving over to where Leona was, he slowly slips his arms around his waist from behind, one hand sliding down his abdomen to tease the idea he might grab onto that arousal of his. But, no, his hand slides right back up before he can grasp him at all, feeling up Leona without much of a care in the world, his hand sliding across toned muscles. ]
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can it be grown in this bathroom? well, there's enough space for... creativity. leona's only briefly thinking about it as he turns the spigot a little less than halfway. he's not going to surprise lilia with a suddenly scalding shower, especially when the lion man prefers something on the cooler side himself. cold is a luxury that one can't always afford out in the dry heat.
and for yet another time, he stirs. he's very aware of how physically aroused he still is. when lilia reaches around him he wonders if that's where he'll go. instead? those hands go to touch his core. they return to those signs of his strength, of intense time spent making sure he was physically capable of fending off his opponents on the spelldrive field. he puffs his chest out, draws in his stomach, tries to make the definition of each muscle even sharper. ]
Don't worry. I wouldn't dare overexert ya... without a good reason.
[ with lilia anchored to him, he can carefully lead him into the shower and the flowing water. the pressure is seemingly perfect and the temperature as well. not enough to cause steam to start building but to soothe those taxed muscles--- even if they might end up using them again. when they're beneath the water, he'll do his best to turn lilia so they're facing each other... leaning down so he can kiss the top of his head. ]
Never thought I'd say this but you're pretty damn cute for a menace.
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Then again, who needs to know what they were? Lilia sure as hell didn't care.
Lilia allows himself to be led forward into the shower, a soft hum escaping the tiny fae as the water washes over the both of them. Comfortable enough, not even close to warm enough to cause him to feel lightheaded or dizzy... and he had an attractive man to cling to. What could be better than this?
It isn't difficult to move their positioning. Lilia allows himself to be moved, adjusting so he can keep his arms wrapped loosely around Leona's waist. The kiss to the top of his head alongside that compliment has Lilia beaming up at Leona, a tiny laugh escaping past the fae's lips. ]
Thank you~ I really am, aren't I? I cannot believe it's taken you this long to realize just how adorable I am. It's something I pride myself in, after all.
[ Someone get this damn ego in check before he gets too big of a head, really. Those small hands of his move from Leona's lower back, setting on his hips. He's going to take as much as he can from this, from their time together, just in case they end up never doing this again. Might as well, right? Why should he willingly let go of something so fun?
Besides, Leona's still raring to go. ]
Any person with any sense of attraction knows how attractive you are. Do I even need to say?
However. You do seem to think you deserve many things, as if they should just be handed to you. Are you disappointed that I didn't get down on my knees and ask you formally? [ Ah, and there he goes, his grin turning sly. ] You should know better. To be careful around someone like me.
[ Lilia's gaze is focused up on him, and he leans up on the balls of his feet, trying to silently demand a kiss with the way he tilts his chin up. Will he get it, if he's being a brat? Probably not. He's still going to try. ]
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that ego, though... ]
Really makin' me regret my words, aren't ya.
[ but he chuckles. he can take things in stride, especially when he's faced with someone as spritely as lilia. it's a different kind of aggression all together--- when they can wield said aesthetic like a sword, it's the most dangerous weapon. he can think of a few that would be absolute killers if they could do that. ]
I know I am. [ laughs! ] Usually that's enough, ya know. Still should be. But maybe it's because I haven't shown you enough to make you listen the first time and not need... extra motivation.
[ a smirk as he bends slightly, so that he can have that kiss. so that he can give it with interest; tongue swiping across those lips. nothing too deep. not yet. ]
So are you gonna tell me what I owe you? Or is that gonna be somethin' you save for a rainy day?
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Look, he'll use what he's got to get what he wants. ]
Well well, I'm not like most. [ Leona knows that by now, doesn't he? Lilia is more than just a nuisance, with layers upon layers. Sides to him that Leona probably hasn't even become aware of, sides that would hide beyond the surface and never show themselves, even in the more serious moments. Even in the company of someone he trusts with his life. No, there were sides that nearly no living soul was aware of, beneath the surface.
The kiss is easily reciprocated. What's that about someone needing to listen the first time? Did Leona realize, yet? That he's clearly wrapped around one of Lilia's little fingers?
Oh, but that question.... ]
I'll admit, we took things a bit farther than I'd anticipated... I was going to demand you do something similar to what you did already. To take me, fuck me like you own me. Make me think of nothing but the shape of you. To use me until I can barely keep my eyes open. [ Such crass words from the little pretty fae... Tilting his chin down, he looks up to Leona through his lashes, eyes half lidded. ] As I didn't get to ask for it myself, you still owe it to me. I wonder when I should ask for it... Maybe I should hold onto it?
What do you think?
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