Parked

[treks]

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 that might break down a lot
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.

Comments

[faebysitting]

[ Well, hey, isn’t it good that Lilia is absolutely fantastic at giving people goals to work towards? It comes with the territory of being a mentor type, the type to help other’s where he could, to teach them how to better themselves… not that many people knew that outside of Diasomnia, aside from the small hints of it that came out around his juniors.

In this situation, he was going to treat Leona like his junior, until he proves himself and proves that he can, in fact, be his equal. That title needs to be earned, is not offered lightly.

It’s with a soft, happy hum that Lilia leans lightly into the lips against him, a content expression resting on his face. He seems so very at home with Leona leaning over him, his breath catcing in his throat as he feels those teeth just barely move along his skin. He wants to feel Leona bite down, just as hard as he’d bitten down on him.

There’s not even a second that Lilia gets to use his words in return. Before he can even think of a response, Leona’s thrusting back into him and he’s letting out a not-so-quiet moan, tilting his head forward. ]

I’m… normally a fast learner, but…

[ But he doesn’t want this to end in any sense of the word. He wants Leona to ‘teach him’ as many times as he feels necessary, to use him and abuse him until he can barely stand on his own two feet. It’s be an accomplishment to achieve; Lilia had plenty more stamina than most, could handle plenty. How does that line up with how much a beastman can take?

His body is already rocking back, trying to get more of the feeling without it all being under Leona’s control. ]

[notscar]

... somethin' on your mind that's keepin' ya from doin' that?

[ his words are muffled against the soft, warm skin that he's still leaving slight indentations into. he likes doing this a little more than going for the one big bite right away--- chewing on lilia in a way that is recreational and doting than meant to leave an immediate impact. he wouldn't mind being like this for an eternity and then some: the water of the shower hitting his lower back and legs, his dick wrapped around lilia's well-trained muscles. though he's not quite at the rutting pace as he was last time, the aggression and need to breed the fae less strong than before, he's still happy. who wouldn't be? it feels amazing, after all. ]

Thinkin' about how rough it'd be if you didn't have me here? Probably can't name a better fuck than me.

[ and if he can, that'll just inspire leona to reach a new level. if he can't? then he better never forget him. he's decided on a different approach this time--- slow. heavy. deliberate. relishing every time lilia gobbles up a single inch, savoring when he pulls back so that he can fully hilt himself deep within the fae beneath him. ]

But I guess... I don't think I could name anyone myself when it comes to...

[ he huffs. admitting something like this is dangerous, isn't it? his tail flicks from left to right as he continues to thrust in. pull out. be gentle one time and then be cruel and rough the next. ]

... you.

[faebysitting]

[ Somehow, the way Leona was chewing on him was intimate, in a way that many others of their peers wouldn't be able to relate to... aside from the other beastmen on campus, maybe. Lilia would much rather assume this is something that was special between the two of them, an affection that only he had the right to claim from Leona. His judgement and thoughts may be clouded partially by lust and desire -- he's not sure what thoughts are really his and what are fueled by the most basic of instincts. ]

Wouldn't say there's-- anything much on my mind, no.

[ Managing to steady his voice enough to talk, Lilia's own words are spoken with a tinge of sweetness, breathlessly accompanied by the shameless little noises of pleasure the fae makes. The feeling was different this time, a much different approach from the rush, the insistent desire that led Leona to practically slam himself into Lilia over and over.

Each thrust, each deliberate push back in at the right angle has Lilia weak under Leona. His legs don't yet shake with the effort to keep him up, his hands pressing hard against the wall in front of him. Peeking over his shoulder, he tries to catch a glimpse of Leona's face, to judge exactly what his words meant by his facial expression, by the look in his eyes, or by the language of his body. It's hard to be so observant and watchful when he was facing the other direction. ]

Mmm... I could name someone else, given the time to think. Can't say that my memory is that clear right this second-- and it's been a long time since the last time anyone has had me like this. You should count yourself lucky.

[ Such an admission from Leona... did he know what he was getting into, at all? Hm... it would be fair to admit something of his own, to use some sweet words to continue dragging Leona further into this addictive moment, by offering him something more to grasp onto, to believe in something real here. Not that it wasn't real - Lilia just doesn't know what this would be, between them. Whether it would stay casual or become something more intimate-- ]

Is... that right? I'm the best you've ever had? [ What a sly little laugh from the fae, breathy and followed by another soft gasp, a whine at one of those cruel, rough thrusts into him. ] Careful...~ You might just get addicted-- Wouldn't it be a shame if you weren't able to enjoy this with anyone but me?

[ That idea... isn't one Lilia's against, quite obviously, with the stupid grin on his face. ]

[notscar]

[ he certainly can't say that he can claim lilia as his own, especially given how knowledgeable he seems to be. that he has full control over his own body, his own senses, despite having leona's dick in him multiple times for more than two orgasms. someone with less impulses might've also been worn out by now, too. instead? he's meeting his match. lilia has a kind of fortitude that he wouldn't dream of letting go. if anything--- leona will be the one who will eventually waver. an unfortunate, internal admission but something he could address in time. with lilia. only lilia.

but he can be proud of what's being said, filling him with even more confidence. ]

Maybe not just ever had... who knows if anyone will ever match ya.

[ which means lilia has ruined anyone who might come after him. if anyone else will. 'forever' may be too much of an exaggeration, but if no one else can reach these lofty heights that lilia's setting, then that's on them. not on the fae who's currently getting plowed into the ceramic tiles of the shower. ]

Addicted? Think I'd get addicted to you?

[ another huff into lilia's shoulder as he continues to pound away. he's not at the point where his knees are trembling from the exertion, but he's getting closer and closer again. that'll make him wobbly for sure. he needs to hear the keening sound, one that suggests that leona is making headway with his efforts. ]

If I do... means you're gonna be stuck with more for a long time. I don't let things get away from me that easily.

[ does that sound like a punishment? a curse? or maybe it's the key to a freedom that lilia might've never considered before. he won't speak for the fae. but maybe... ]

[faebysitting]

[ If no one would ever match him, then... that means he could easily use Leona in the future. To hold this over his head, offer the pleasure that only he could offer, in return for something. That idea was almost as appealing as getting to fuck him in the first place. Another time, perhaps Lilia will have to show Leona that he knows how to work his own dick too, to work someone's hole until they're a shuddering mess under him.

For now, he's more than happy to let Leona take the lead, for the most part. His body's reacting in kind, his own dick aching all over again, especially when he feels Leona hit certain spots inside of him. Not quite the one, but there were plenty inside of him that would make him weak, if not that weak. Pre dribbles lightly from his tip, splattering against him as his cock hits against him from the force of some of those thrusts. ]

You could, [ Lilia confirms, nodding slightly. He finds his body weakening just slightly, enough that he knows he's going to reach his limit soon, to reach his peak, but he has enough self control to hold himself back, a skill that took much practice to master. ] ... and I'd like to see you try to hold onto me. It'd be a fun little game, wouldn't it--?

[ And, there's a spot that Leona hits with that angle that has Lilia crying out, cutting off his words as his body tenses, his dick leaking more of that pre, more this time than before, some dripping down onto the floor of the shower. His head tilts forward as if to help him brace himself, his breaths heavy, shaky now.

What a dangerous statement he'd said before that, too. The way he practically dared his opposite with it.

One of his hands moves, reaching back, seeking out one of Leona's. ]

[notscar]

Not gonna let you win... every time.

[ words that are hoarse and dying in the back of his throat, grunting becoming more and more exhausted with every thrust. he wants to give lilia his all. he will give lilia his all. that while he had been doing his best to stay even-keeled with his momentum, he's running ragged again. with that comes desperation and a building orgasm. he has to speed up, get himself closer and closer so that he can give lilia that finish he so deserves. deep inside.

when he finds that angle, hears the response that lilia gives? you bet he's going to return to it. he's going to make sure they're both numb from pleasure, completely sore and done. he's not going to be the only one left a mess. all he needs to do is push himself there. carry lilia across the finish line. ]

'sides... you're not gonna wanna play with anyone else... come on...!

[ urging himself. the pressure builds up again, a familiar haze of something settling on his brain. everything is fuzzy. all he can see is the back of lilia's head and then the feeling of his hand reaching back, and he grabs on. he squeezes as he delivers his final thrust, knowing full well that this will be the biggest one yet. somehow.

and it is. fireworks in his eyes, leona howls in ecstasy as he comes, reaching new depths with his last, hurried pound. ]

[faebysitting]

[ Leona attacking that one spot with all his remaining effort easily overwhelms Lilia, has him feeling weak. A feeling that is impressive that anyone would be able to invoke in him. When his hand is taken, Lilia takes the initiative to intertwine their fingers, allowing his hand to squeeze on to Leona’s without any more thought put into it.

Leona’s words are lost on him now, no longer able to focus enough on anything like that with the pounding he’s receiving. He’s loud, vocal about his enjoyment— but genuine. None of it is faked for the Housewarden’s sake.

As Leona gets closer, Lilia’s right there with him. His hips move of their own volition to match his pace, his hand clutching tight to Leona’s. That final push over the edge, reaching such new depths, with that tight squeeze of his hand, all has Lilia reaching his own orgasm. Halfway doubling over against the wall, his shoulder and free hand both pressed hard against it to keep him up, he cries out as his cock spurts with his come, splattering both against his thigh and down to the shower floor, washing away with the water pouring down on them. His walls contract hard around Leona as his body reacts, his hips twitching with the aftershocks.

His hold on Leona’s hand is so tight it probably hurts with how strong he is, unable to completely mediate that strength in the moment. ]

Leona…… [ It’s all he can think to whine out, as the thorough mess he was against the shower wall. ]

[notscar]

[ he finds his second wind, doing his best to keep up some kind of tempo despite feeling his legs begin to shake. yeah. so he does have some kind of limit and he's finding it here with lilia, but isn't that for the best? with anyone else, he might've been left completely unfulfilled. still waiting, still wanting to go. but instead leona is tired. he's lucky they're in the shower, sweat can easily be washed away with the hot water--- which is also beginning to run out. a different kind of shock as he finally begins to slow down before going still, a panting and heavy weight on lilia's back. ]

Lilia...

[ silently, he hopes the fae has enough strength to take care of them both. he has to put one arm above him, rest his forearm against the shower, but he still keeps a hold of that hand. the one that practically crushed his fingers with the brute amount of strength hidden in those fingers. ]

... promise me.

[faebysitting]

[ He's not fully coming down from his high as much as he's finally getting a hang on himself, able to push himself a little bit further, enough to focus on the after. His hold on Leona's hand loosens at last, comes to a normal hold instead of such a tight one, as he finally regulates his strength again. He wants to turn, to face Leona, but the weight against his back, the support he's offering the other man, stops him from doing just that.

Instead, he pushes himself to stand more properly, leaning himself back into Leona to help support him. It wouldn't do them any good if Leona fell over exhausted, would it? Bringing that hand to his lips, he presses careful kisses to the beastman's knuckles, a careful affection to apologize silently for any pain he may have caused him. ]

A promise?

[ Color him curious. Was he going to ask...? ]

Promises are very serious, Leona... you'll have to be more specific what it is you want. [ Soft words, murmured against his hand... ] If I had to guess... are you wanting me to promise that this won't be a one time thing? That I wasn't lying when I agreed to accompany you home on one of our next breaks? If it is either of those... I can easily promise it. Anything else, and you'll need to ask with a few more words than that.

[notscar]

[ thankfully lilia is made of much sterner stuff. as much as leona would like to boast he has the reserves to handle pretty much anything, this is one of those situations that he would say he never expected. so this as much as this has been a test of his own strength, it's something else as well. having lilia straighten up to provide support, to let him crumple around the fae, is... humbling. ]

Promise that it'll be more than a one, two, five time thing. Make it a whole lot more.

[ he's not able to see into the direct future, only put things into motion that'll make it easier for him to predict what might happen. sow the seeds now. hope the fruit is there so he can enjoy it later. the seeds he's... so directly planted into the earth, mean something to him. ]

'sides, now that you've seen this part of me. I don't want you goin' around saying things that are true.

[ it's not a threat. it's a promise. the more time they spend together, the less lilia can say--- though he's sure he might tell others within his smaller and more intimate circle. ]

Might want you to stay longer. Maybe I will, too.

[faebysitting]

[ ... Oh. This promise that Leona was asking him to make was one that Lilia had never had someone ask of him. There were first for everything, weren't there? It's not an uncomfortable moment. Sure, Lilia takes a second to process those words, lifting his free hand up to carefully card his fingers through Leona's hair. Unable to see his face, it makes it difficult for him to see if he's serious.

Could he agree to this? In good conscience? Knowing what he knows, what the future may hold--

What harm could a little promise do? A promise between two. ]

Alright. [ Lilia murmurs, ] I promise. It will be a whole lot more. I cannot promise that it'll be forever, given the nature of our own individual lives. But....

[ His hand stills for a moment, his other squeezing Leona's hand lightly. ]

I can promise to those terms. To figure this out as we go.... after we finish getting clean. Will you need me to carry you back? I can take care of you, you know. If you trust me to.

[notscar]

[ he's silent for a beat. a second beat. of his heart, of course. why does he feel relieved? thrilled? excited?? they know each other, but not to the level where one would objectively ask for... companionship like that. still--- he'd be a liar if he didn't say it was interesting, fascinating to maybe learn things from lilia who by all standards is way stronger than he would've ever imagined, too.

though he also feels unsettled by the prospect of their lives and longevity. he knows that his father has lived a pretty long and healthy life. same for his brother, despite there being a much slimmer age gap between the two. but what of leona and lilia? he's never directly asked and figures he'd probably get a runaround answer, but. hm. ]

... forever isn't something I'm looking for. Just long enough to ensure a legacy is left and that's really all.

[ a wry smile from an exhausted lion. ]

Yeah. If you don't mind carryin' my ass back to the room... hopefully they've cleaned it up a bit for us by the time we get back.

[ unfortunately there's no way their escapades could've stayed private. not with how loud they've been. kind of a good thing actually... ]