Dr. Strange and the Multiverse of Mid-Fuck

[boughtstockinsocks]

Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip all the conversation and go straight for the experience? In that case, rejoice! This hole meme was made for you! RULES: Post with your character's name, fandom and pairing preferences in the subject line. Your character is now in the middle of having sex! Any location, sexual position and level of undress is allowed, so knock yourself out with establishing the scene of your dreams. Comment around! See if there's anyone else who posted a perfect scene for your character to fuck in. Keep going and finish the act. Then go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay. ??? PROFIT. Or in this case, fun to be had for all.

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[shittylittle]

Not gonna answer, huh? Boooo ☆

[Another giggle, the briefest flit of tongue over earlobe (and more for his own benefit than Kyosuke's, skin salt and body heat that he lacks), before Aster presses in even closer and rubs their cheeks together. If that means that his weight, his shorts all taut and bulged and riding up his thighs even more, should bear down, then so be it.]

You don't have to say anything, but I like hearing it. So be loud all you want, okay? Even if it's just to yell at me. Even that part of you's kind of cute...Though you're really cute now too, pretending to be mad about wanting me to break you ♡

[Okay, maybe 'break' is a little too strong a word, but that's also part of the fun. Probably. He digs those claws into one slender hip, not deep enough to draw blood but definitely enough to leave a mark for a few minutes after, and works at those stupid gold-buttoned shorts with the other hand-- there, a few seconds' work and his cock's free from the whore get-up he always wears.

His nails wander lower, down Kyosuke's thigh this time, only to scratch back up right as he finally pushes in with a breathy little noise, almost completely smothering with how close he insists on being inside and out.]

Hey...When you're just about to cum, can I feed off you? Just a little? [Sure, Aster's cock's not huge. But he's certainly moving his hips with enough care that it's clear he's at least trying to scratch as many itches as he can while he's there. Less aimless thrusting, more grinding and angling.]

[burnistheword]

Hyaaaa...

[And the noise Kyosuke makes is sweet. It's funny. All that bluster and bravado - his voice isn't even that high - fading out as soon as he feels Aster start to slip into him. He's the sensitive type. He can't help but notice everything.

Aster's body isn't heavy, like the men he's used to, and he isn't warm, either - but he's strong. Sharp, confident, and smooth. Those are the words he associates with Aster. Even if he doesn't draw blood from Kyosuke, he draws moans, whines, need from him. His head's swirling. If he didn't know better, he'd think Aster was some kind of incubus, not a vampire. Frankly, he's not sure there's much of a different.

His hands are already balling in the sheets. His hips rock, half for the pressure of his own length against the bed, half for the motion of it against Aster's. His toes keep curling and uncurling.]

Fff, fuck, fine, fine, just hurry up and move, jackass -

[He whines a little more, and -]

Fuck me -

[It's more of a plea than a demand.]

[shittylittle]

Good boy.

[Cute things are Aster's favourite, even if his definition of cute is a little...Skewed. Just a little, on occasion. Big monstrous dogs, mid-calf stockings, beautiful men whining and pleading with him for some sort of relief. It's enough to make Aster sigh with content as he draws back, before snapping his hips forward.

...Really, the fucking itself isn't his priority. Sure, it's not as though he wants to be a bad fuck; he's still trying to draw out noise from Kyosuke, still trying to keep him off-balance mentally because it's more fun this way, but-- that's not where the appeal lies for him. It's all about how each thrust, sometimes gentle sometimes a little too rough, definitely to an odd rhythm, gets the blood flowing under that pale skin. He can't help himself; it's cheating, but he buries his face right up close against the carotids and starts nipping and kissing away.

It's totally cheating. As soon as his fangs get involved, even if they're not piercing and more grazing and scraping, they start secreting some rapidly-absorbed sort of venom, numbing and pleasurable all in one. The degree varies wildly between meals, but considering how much Aster's already getting off on just the thought of feeding? It's probably for the best. Kyosuke's already going to be left with scabbing and welts on his thighs and hips from those stiletto nails. No need to expose him to more shallow injury.]