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Cutest Smut

CUTEST SMUT

Smut is great. And, to go hand in hand, kink is good. Angst is good, romance is good, sexy sexy sexy is grand, the whole nine yards. Some days, though, you just want to play adorable smut - where "cute" wins out over smoldering sexiness - and nothing else will scratch the itch. Whether it be a first time, canoodling between lovers, an awkward rendezvous, friends to more, someone learning the ropes, an attempt at showing true feelings, amusing "messing around," or anything your mind can come up with, the only rule is that things must be absolutely cute...at face value or in a twisted way.

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Ah, that was nice. He tilts his head a little to the side, as a way of letting Reon know that he enjoys the attention to his neck.

"I will look forward to it."

He keeps on showering him with kisses, and little love bites all across his neck.

"Mmm, but you know. What if that was the only thing I was wearing?"

How pleasant. The bites especially were turning him on. Being a vampire, the application of teeth to him was always attractive.

"I'm sure you would be charming in it," he muses, and runs a hand up Reon's back, skin to skin, while his other thumb hooks into a belt loop. "Should we perhaps adjourn to a more comfortable spot? Or would you prefer to stay here?"

"How about the couch?" Kain had a very comfortable couch in his bedroom, and it would be a quick switch if they wanted to change location.

He could focus more on the feel of his furniture than the appearance of them after all; although somehow he manages perfectly well to not mismatch or clash anything. "That sounds excellent."

Does he ask to get to the colour divided sections?

He hops down on on the floor, and hooks arms with Kain to start dragging him there. "Good."

Maybe he does maybe he doesn't, but it's a secret.

He allows himself to be led along, perfectly silent on bare, clawed feet.

It had to be uncomfortable to have claws on your feet. Did he have to wear shoes sizes too big to not break them?

He pushes Kain down onto the couch as soon as they get in, and straddle the man.

It wasn't that hard, it wasn't like they were as long as the claws on his hands. Those were more tricky to manage. Painting your nails is even harder when you can't see what you're doing.

"How forward," he chuckles, sliding his hands along Reon's hips and brushing his fingertips against the edge of his pants. "what would you have me do, dear?"

Oh the money he would have given to see Kain the first time he painted his nails unable to see.

"Well, how about you us out of these stuffy clothes, first?" He wiggles on his lap, purposefully causing friction toward Kain's crotch.

There were times it went horribly wrong (when he was incredibly sleepy) so he could possibly see it some day.

“What a challenge that you present me with,” he smiles, the quirk of his lips a mischevious curve. One of his hands slides along Reon’s belt and toward the buckle.

If he stuck around long enough for it, of course. Reon had never been one accused of staying put for too long.

Reon laughs and puts his hands on Kain's shoulders as he moves to make his task more difficult, kissing him all over his face.

He had been with Kain for a fair amount of time, that meant for something.

This little imp! Kain chuckles, and hooks a finger around a belt loop and pulls his hips closer. Though it is a little harder to wiggle in his fingers between them and unhook the belt.

Reon's hips buck up against Kain's hand, making sure to cause as much trouble as he could while still showering him in kisses.

He rolls his hips again, making sure Kain could feel his hardening cock against his stomach.

That was nice. It was very nice, to know that he was enjoying himself that much.

After he finally manages to unbuckle the belt - no thanks to his long nails - he slips his hand up over Reon's behind, and in between his legs to brush his fingers against what he can touch of the boy's balls and erection.

A moan escapes his lips, and he makes no effort to keep quiet. There's no one else there, so why bother?

He rakes his own nails down Kain's back, leaving pink marks across his skin.

Sadly the lines does not stay for long and the tingling sensation of nails digging into his skin disappears. He would so love if sensations like that stayed longer but he would have to make due.

With nimble fingers, flexible wrists and a slight movement of his arm and Reon's leg, he's able to properly get his fingers on the boy's dick, handling it with expertise of a couple centuries of experience.

Reon moans, shifting to give Kain even easier access. At the same time his own hand moves over the fabric of his trousers, squeezing him firmly.

He couldn't let Kain be the only one doing the touching.

With a happy hum, he presses a little against his hand, and keeps one arm around the boy's waist as he works the organ in his hand. He could feel the warmth of his skin and the burning heat of his blood underneath it so close, and it always did excite him to be so close to someone who was flesh and blood and living and breathing.

Reon can't fully understand what it feels like to be like this with someone who isn't a vampire when he himself was a human. But he knows that being with a vampire is a risk for him, and it's kind of thrilling, even if it doesn't involve any blood sucking.

He leans his forehead against Kain's shoulder to catch his breath for a second, but instead he lets out little moans of pleasure. He moves to kiss Kain along his neck, leaving kiss marks along his skin. He knows it's a childish thing to do, but they're quick to disappear on Kain's skin either way.

Of course Kain would never allow himself to lose control. Drinking human blood would set off so many things that he does not want to deal with and it is a crime in the vampire world these days, besides the physical and psychological consequences.

"Would you like anything in particular today, my dear?" Kain asks as he revels in the sounds and the kisses, and works his practiced magic.

"Hmm..." He mulls it over while he drags his nails down the fabric of Kain's trousers, making a satisfying scratching sound.

"I want... cream. You've got any?"

Thoughtfully, Kain moves his lips to the warm curve behind the boy's ear.

"Perhaps I might~"

"I'm not sure I want you to leave me though so you better figure out a way to et it."

Because he was not leaving Kain's lap.

He feigns a gasp.

“And after I have made my self so comfortable, too.”

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