That's what I mean. You wield fire as well, so...the energy is affecting both of us.
[He's barely tracking his own sentences. Lighter is so close, and his wandering hands are the surest sign that both of them want the same thing right now. He reaches out and grabs the other man's hip, pulling him close with a soft groan, and then backs up until he's toppling backward onto his mattress with Lighter on top of him.]
So do you. I don't know the reason, but I'm not inclined to question it just at the moment.
[His head is tilted back slightly, as if instinctively baring his throat: an invitation for his lover to take what's his.]
[Lighter's barely tracking his sentences either. All he knew is he was being pulled, that he growled for a moment. He didn't even know he could do that.
And then he was hovering over Maxima on the bed. So very drunk on his scent, whatever it was. He opened his mouth to say something. Anything about how absurdly hot Maxima looked right now.
Another growl came out instead. Louder.]
Maxima... [It could just barely be made out, his eyes were on that throat presented so beautifully for him. Normally he tried not to leave marks. Not where they couldn't be hidden. But the only thought in his mind right now was let them know.
And he bit down on Maxima's neck somewhere rather difficult to conceal. Lighter would be scared of how wild his thoughts were if they weren't consuming him right now. He only stopped biting to tell Maxima what to do.]
Off.
[Said with a hand between his lover's legs, rubbing through his pants like that alone would get his cock out faster.]
[He wasn't expecting the bite, and for a moment he cries out in surprise, his body tensing as if to resist. But he also wasn't expecting it to feel so good. He groans eagerly in acquiescence, relaxing against the sheets as the expected pain transmutes to pleasure.]
Yes.
[He can still feel the burn of the mark on his neck, stoking the fire in his veins higher and higher, as he rushes to do as he's told, opening his pants and shoving them down, squirming out of the fabric as quickly as he possibly can. He can't think of anything but how good Lighter smells and how much he wants the other's skin against his own. How much he wants Lighter inside him, a craving he rarely feels so strongly, but like this it's almost a physical need.]
[Worry over Maxima threatened to bring Lighter back to reality. He didn't mean to bite there or that hard, but once it was clear he was pleased he was pulled back into this aroused fog.
Lighter helped out in getting the other man's pants off, though was rough in his handling. Just as much so with himself, some part of the fabric is absolutely torn on his own pants now.
He'll tailor them later, when he's not kissing Maxima breathless. All tongue and gripping his hair with one hand while taking both their cocks in the other. He only interrupted kissing to growl lewd praises more.]
Fuck, you're so hot... keep making that noise for me.
[The sound of fabric tearing is hot, too. Lighter's kiss swallows up his next moan, and the hand gripping in his hair draws more from him. He arches eagerly into the touch, one hand tugging at the buttons of Lighter's shirt one by one, fumbling them open.]
Lorenzo, please-!
[His other hand flails ineffectively toward the nightstand drawer - he can't bring himself to actually move away from the touch to any degree, but there's more that he wants.]
There's- there's lube in the drawer. I want you inside me.
[Though Lighter was reluctant to move from the touch as well, something in his brain clicked that he'd marked Maxima. Maxima smelled like him. That's enough of a touch stand-in for him to reach over inside the drawer, though moving higher up the other's body to reach.
It meant Lighter's achingly hard cock dragged past Maxima's stomach instead. But he shuffled through the drawer to find the lube. As well as something else he pulled out with a look as wry as it was hungry. A dildo Maxima was certainly familiar with though Lighter didn't know.]
Hah... working your way up are you...? [As he spoke, he was impatiently slicking his hands.]
Real thing's better... bigger... and I'm gonna give it all to you [And teasing at Maxima's entrance with his lubed fingers.] ... right here.
Fuck, I dunno how long I can wait though, you've got me so worked up. [He took another deep, deep breath of that enticing scent with his exhale holding a growl, a moan and a shake all at once.]
[There's no room for shame left in him, not when he's this turned on, when Lighter's cock dragging across his belly feels like everything he's ever wanted. He reaches down to stroke it lightly while it's so close, vaguely wishing he was flexible enough to get it in his mouth from here. Another time.]
It's been long enough, I wanted to be sure I could take you.
[He spreads his legs for Lighter's touch, relaxing deliberately as those fingertips push inside him.]
I've been practicing...I've wanted you, too. Been thinking about it...
[He shifts his hips needily, and gasps when Lighter's fingers brush against his prostate.]
[He contemplated going down on Maxima when pulling his pants down. He would have if the desire to be inside wasn't so clear and strong.
And by now hard to resist. There. Right there. He wants there.
God, it felt like Lighter was going insane with need. He was the type that loved drawing things out, no matter what position he was in. Right now, though?]
Hnh--! 'Can't wait anymore.
[His fingers withdrew rather abruptly and he only took a brief second to admire how Maxima looked while slicking up his cock before driving it in without any warning.]
Ohhh, fuck yes... [He was growling practically non stop by this point. He wasn't even aware of it, wasn't aware of how his recently acquired fangs were clearly displayed with every word and the start of his thrusts.]
[It's a lot to take, so abruptly, but somehow the burn only drives him higher. The growling from his lover is spurring something primal in him that he barely understands, but he arches into it anyway, too needy to question what's happening right now between them.]
Yes...yes, fuck me, please!
[He rarely allows himself to be so vulgar, but he's beyond restraint now. His toes curl into the sheets and he drags nails - no, claws down Lighter's back, unaware of when they extended.]
Hrgh, I'll fuck you. I'll fuck you good... good and... Hng--!
[There was a wild smile as Maxima's claws dug into his back. This is what he wanted, for the guy to really loosen up and rough him good. Maybe if he's got enough logic in his brain again he'll make a friendly jab at the uncharacteristic vulgarity.
But the more he moved, the more he slammed into Maxima over and over again the less coherent thought was in his head. All that was there was the next move, gripping one of Maxima's thighs hard enough to bruise so that he could go faster and deeper.
His tail had long since been out and his ears were drawn forward seeking out each sound.]
[The praise draws another shameless groan out of him, clear fluid dripping from his cock where it's bobbing against his stomach from the force of his lover's thrusts.]
Keep going...keep...ohhh-!
[He's riding the wave of pleasure higher and higher, some part of him wishing this could just keep going forever, nerves alight and surrounded by Lighter's scent. He couldn't care less about any bruises - right now they just feel grounding, a reminder of passion left on his skin.]
[Deeper. More. He would give more. More. Give it to him.
Give that to him. But what... what was that? Whatever it was Lighter wanted to give it to him and pushed in much deeper to that end. To the point Maxima would feel something else at the base of Lighter's cock. Something so close to pushing through that hole to fill him up more.
As Lighter contemplated licking the precum off Maxima's stomach himself he realized something that shocked him. He was brought out of this crazed hunger by hair clustering on his arms, claws forming at the tips of his fingers. Heavier breaths he could practically see.
Shit, this wasn't good but he also... he also didn't want to stop. If he would keep going he'd need to warn about it. His thrusts got a little weaker but he was far from finished.]
Ah shit, I'm... I think I'm turning, Maxima... [By now it wasn't a secret that Lighter was a werewolf now. So he would know exactly what turning means.]
[There's something else, something more. The instincts he's barely aware of have been waiting for this, and when he feels it nudging at his entrance he can only nod fervently and grasp Lorenzo's shoulders with his claws, pulling him closer.]
Don't you stop now.
[He doesn't care...no, he wants it. The hair on his arms has grown thicker too, a little more spreading across his chest. He understands on a deep level what's about to happen, and there are probably good reasons to be concerned, but he can't think of any right now when he simply wants so deeply.]
[There's a hitched gasp when Lighter was grabbed so suddenly. And his eyes went wide when he was given that demand do not stop. So much so that he couldn't help but stop for a second.
Because... good lord in heaven.]
That's fucking hot.
[And he went in for a completely filthy but short kiss. Short solely because he wanted to hear Maxima take the rest of him.
More hair formed around his chest and his voice took on a feral edge as he pushed all the way in. As he pushed the knot in.]
Fuck!! [If there was a single thread of restraint left in Lorenzo it was completely gone in that moment. He's lifted both of Maxima's thighs now, gripping them hard pulling the man down slightly to have him in a position to fuck harder. He couldn't pull out, not that he knew that, but it didn't matter as he was grinding at a breakneck pace inside.]
[He throws his head back and moans loudly as he feels his body stretch around the knot at the base of Lighter's cock. And then he's being pulled, spread, shifted until he's practically bent in half, and that's going to upset his hips tomorrow but tonight he does not care so long as it lets the cock inside him drive even deeper, bullying directly against his prostate with every shifting movement. His own length is leaking obscenely as it bounces against his stomach, but his claws in the other's back are too vital to spare any attention to touch himself, and that's not going to matter soon anyway.]
C-close, I'm- oh, don't stop don't stop, need you, come inside, please-!
[He can feel his body beginning to tighten, treading the edge, but he doesn't want this to be over yet. The instinctive desire to be filled with his lover's seed is too overwhelming to be satisfied by anything else.]
[Lorenzo would love to do so much more. Take that dripping cock into his mouth, suck up everything that comes out. Pull that hair so more of that beautiful neck is exposed for branding. Utter so much filthy, filthy praise for how Maxima looks right now. Take a picture to never forget and take with him in alone time.
None of which he was focused on, concentrating solely railing into Maxima and how his vision blurred at so wonderfully tight he felt around the knot.
He couldn't even get words out, just growls and barks and claws digging into thighs the same way trails were made along his back.
Inside, inside. There was no where else for it to do. He would fill this man up so good, so good, so good.]
A-Aahh--!
[His grinding faltered as he approached the edge. And as he passed the threshold, he howled. Half from his own voice, half that of a full blown wolf. He spilled and spilled and spilled inside of Maxima. It was longer than a moment, it was several. A few more pumps needed inside before he was sated and locked deep. But he wouldn't stop until he watched his lover reach that climax too.]
[It's so hot, inside and out. There's nothing left of him now except good and full and the searing, overwhelming pleasure of being mercilessly taken and filled. The answering howl from his own throat sounds almost like a stranger, as his muscles tense and bear down, squeezing the knot inside him for all he's worth. And then he's coming too, ecstasy rising up in answer until he's shaking with it, thick fluid splashing in jets up his belly, a few all the way up to his chest.
It feels endless, the aftershocks of pleasure rippling across his skin as his cries fade back into needy moans. They're still locked together, and while he's very gradually regaining a little clarity as opposed to the wild need that had overtaken him, his mind still seems fuzzy and half-present. As if he's still ready for more despite having gotten fucked better than he ever has in his life.]
You still...smell so good. [He brings a hand up to cup Lighter's face, and seems startled by the sight of his own claws.] Ah...I didn't...hurt you, did I...?
[Clarity had to claw its way through. He released so much but still felt the energized rumbling under his skin. But it was enough to remember how to speak. How to breathe, even if they came out heavy and visible and toothy.
Still as he laid on top of Maxima, he leaned against that hand and turned his head to rub his nose into it.]
So do you. [Even better now. It would get him going again after not too long.]
No... not in any way I didn't want. [Said with a side smile, biting his lip. Speaking of biting, though.]
'Should ask you that... I'm the one that bit you that hard... [To say nothing of the state of the man's thighs.]
[His other hand rubs idly at the mark on his neck. Touching it stings a little, but there's a satisfying warmth in his chest, too.]
...I asked for it. I think. ...Perhaps not in so many words, but...
[He's sorting through the fog. It's difficult not to slip back under when Lighter is so hot, still tied inside him, still smelling so good and calming. He'd definitely be more agitated about his own sudden desire for werewolf sex if that scent wasn't there telling him this is right.]
...It's something about werewolves, isn't it? We're nearing the full moon, but I haven't had this happen before...
[He still couldn't resist, leaning into the crook of that neck again and nosing at it while the whispers of a growl resurface. God, this smell... this smell was everything right now.]
Mh... something like that. 'Never had this happen either...
[Granted, Lighter's only been a werewolf for like a month or two tops. Habitually he moved to pull out of Maxima.
... only to tremble from head to tail at the slightest touch to the knot. And realize he couldn't pull out.]
[Though he was going slow before too. He tried even slower, more carefully but all that did was rip another moan out of him, throwing his head back in unexpected pleasure and exposing his neck.]
[That moan is turning him on again, making the ache and burn more pleasurable than painful. He leans upward instinctively, suddenly itching for a taste of Lighter's neck in return for the mark on his own.]
Oh, we're not done yet, are we?
[The heat and craving is less urgent this time, but still a hunger spurring him onward. He guides them closer despite the awkward angle and manages to sink his teeth into the base of Lighter's neck...the scarf might cover that, if he doesn't fidget with it too much.]
[There's another sharp moan, though mixed with a bark, when Maxima bit into him. A rush of heat like the Fire magic so prominent this month rushed through Lorenzo giving him a proper second wind and then some. It hurt, certainly. But it hurt beautifully.]
Hahh... No. Not by a long shot.
[Said with a strong tug of Maxima's hair to expose that neck again, then finding another spot to mark with his teeth. This wasn't as deep, but it was enough to satisfy. After doing that, he leaned backwards a little with a smirk a little more fitting for him. But in his eyes there was still a hint of that ferocity.]
He doesn't need to be told twice, not with Lighter's fist in his hair and the burn of teeth in his neck again. With a low growl of his own, he pushes his lover's shoulders further back until he's on top. A roll of his hips to test their connection leaves him gasping softly at the friction, the movement.]
I'd imagined getting on my knees for you. Not quite like this...
[But the advantage of his long legs is that he basically is on his knees, now, giving him some very useful leverage. He rises up just far enough to put more pressure on the knot inside him before settling down again with a satisfied groan.]
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[He's barely tracking his own sentences. Lighter is so close, and his wandering hands are the surest sign that both of them want the same thing right now. He reaches out and grabs the other man's hip, pulling him close with a soft groan, and then backs up until he's toppling backward onto his mattress with Lighter on top of him.]
So do you. I don't know the reason, but I'm not inclined to question it just at the moment.
[His head is tilted back slightly, as if instinctively baring his throat: an invitation for his lover to take what's his.]
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And then he was hovering over Maxima on the bed. So very drunk on his scent, whatever it was. He opened his mouth to say something. Anything about how absurdly hot Maxima looked right now.
Another growl came out instead. Louder.]
Maxima... [It could just barely be made out, his eyes were on that throat presented so beautifully for him. Normally he tried not to leave marks. Not where they couldn't be hidden. But the only thought in his mind right now was let them know.
And he bit down on Maxima's neck somewhere rather difficult to conceal. Lighter would be scared of how wild his thoughts were if they weren't consuming him right now. He only stopped biting to tell Maxima what to do.]
Off.
[Said with a hand between his lover's legs, rubbing through his pants like that alone would get his cock out faster.]
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Yes.
[He can still feel the burn of the mark on his neck, stoking the fire in his veins higher and higher, as he rushes to do as he's told, opening his pants and shoving them down, squirming out of the fabric as quickly as he possibly can. He can't think of anything but how good Lighter smells and how much he wants the other's skin against his own. How much he wants Lighter inside him, a craving he rarely feels so strongly, but like this it's almost a physical need.]
You too...please, I want you...
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Lighter helped out in getting the other man's pants off, though was rough in his handling. Just as much so with himself, some part of the fabric is absolutely torn on his own pants now.
He'll tailor them later, when he's not kissing Maxima breathless. All tongue and gripping his hair with one hand while taking both their cocks in the other. He only interrupted kissing to growl lewd praises more.]
Fuck, you're so hot... keep making that noise for me.
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Lorenzo, please-!
[His other hand flails ineffectively toward the nightstand drawer - he can't bring himself to actually move away from the touch to any degree, but there's more that he wants.]
There's- there's lube in the drawer. I want you inside me.
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[Though Lighter was reluctant to move from the touch as well, something in his brain clicked that he'd marked Maxima. Maxima smelled like him. That's enough of a touch stand-in for him to reach over inside the drawer, though moving higher up the other's body to reach.
It meant Lighter's achingly hard cock dragged past Maxima's stomach instead. But he shuffled through the drawer to find the lube. As well as something else he pulled out with a look as wry as it was hungry. A dildo Maxima was certainly familiar with though Lighter didn't know.]
Hah... working your way up are you...? [As he spoke, he was impatiently slicking his hands.]
Real thing's better... bigger... and I'm gonna give it all to you [And teasing at Maxima's entrance with his lubed fingers.] ... right here.
Fuck, I dunno how long I can wait though, you've got me so worked up. [He took another deep, deep breath of that enticing scent with his exhale holding a growl, a moan and a shake all at once.]
I wanna fuck your brains out...
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It's been long enough, I wanted to be sure I could take you.
[He spreads his legs for Lighter's touch, relaxing deliberately as those fingertips push inside him.]
I've been practicing...I've wanted you, too. Been thinking about it...
[He shifts his hips needily, and gasps when Lighter's fingers brush against his prostate.]
There, there...!
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And by now hard to resist. There. Right there. He wants there.
God, it felt like Lighter was going insane with need. He was the type that loved drawing things out, no matter what position he was in. Right now, though?]
Hnh--! 'Can't wait anymore.
[His fingers withdrew rather abruptly and he only took a brief second to admire how Maxima looked while slicking up his cock before driving it in without any warning.]
Ohhh, fuck yes... [He was growling practically non stop by this point. He wasn't even aware of it, wasn't aware of how his recently acquired fangs were clearly displayed with every word and the start of his thrusts.]
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Yes...yes, fuck me, please!
[He rarely allows himself to be so vulgar, but he's beyond restraint now. His toes curl into the sheets and he drags nails - no, claws down Lighter's back, unaware of when they extended.]
Mmh, I can take more, harder...
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[There was a wild smile as Maxima's claws dug into his back. This is what he wanted, for the guy to really loosen up and rough him good. Maybe if he's got enough logic in his brain again he'll make a friendly jab at the uncharacteristic vulgarity.
But the more he moved, the more he slammed into Maxima over and over again the less coherent thought was in his head. All that was there was the next move, gripping one of Maxima's thighs hard enough to bruise so that he could go faster and deeper.
His tail had long since been out and his ears were drawn forward seeking out each sound.]
You. Look so good. With my cock in you.
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[The praise draws another shameless groan out of him, clear fluid dripping from his cock where it's bobbing against his stomach from the force of his lover's thrusts.]
Keep going...keep...ohhh-!
[He's riding the wave of pleasure higher and higher, some part of him wishing this could just keep going forever, nerves alight and surrounded by Lighter's scent. He couldn't care less about any bruises - right now they just feel grounding, a reminder of passion left on his skin.]
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[Deeper. More. He would give more. More. Give it to him.
Give that to him. But what... what was that? Whatever it was Lighter wanted to give it to him and pushed in much deeper to that end. To the point Maxima would feel something else at the base of Lighter's cock. Something so close to pushing through that hole to fill him up more.
As Lighter contemplated licking the precum off Maxima's stomach himself he realized something that shocked him. He was brought out of this crazed hunger by hair clustering on his arms, claws forming at the tips of his fingers. Heavier breaths he could practically see.
Shit, this wasn't good but he also... he also didn't want to stop. If he would keep going he'd need to warn about it. His thrusts got a little weaker but he was far from finished.]
Ah shit, I'm... I think I'm turning, Maxima... [By now it wasn't a secret that Lighter was a werewolf now. So he would know exactly what turning means.]
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Don't you stop now.
[He doesn't care...no, he wants it. The hair on his arms has grown thicker too, a little more spreading across his chest. He understands on a deep level what's about to happen, and there are probably good reasons to be concerned, but he can't think of any right now when he simply wants so deeply.]
All of it, all of you. I can take it.
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Because... good lord in heaven.]
That's fucking hot.
[And he went in for a completely filthy but short kiss. Short solely because he wanted to hear Maxima take the rest of him.
More hair formed around his chest and his voice took on a feral edge as he pushed all the way in. As he pushed the knot in.]
Fuck!! [If there was a single thread of restraint left in Lorenzo it was completely gone in that moment. He's lifted both of Maxima's thighs now, gripping them hard pulling the man down slightly to have him in a position to fuck harder. He couldn't pull out, not that he knew that, but it didn't matter as he was grinding at a breakneck pace inside.]
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[He throws his head back and moans loudly as he feels his body stretch around the knot at the base of Lighter's cock. And then he's being pulled, spread, shifted until he's practically bent in half, and that's going to upset his hips tomorrow but tonight he does not care so long as it lets the cock inside him drive even deeper, bullying directly against his prostate with every shifting movement. His own length is leaking obscenely as it bounces against his stomach, but his claws in the other's back are too vital to spare any attention to touch himself, and that's not going to matter soon anyway.]
C-close, I'm- oh, don't stop don't stop, need you, come inside, please-!
[He can feel his body beginning to tighten, treading the edge, but he doesn't want this to be over yet. The instinctive desire to be filled with his lover's seed is too overwhelming to be satisfied by anything else.]
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None of which he was focused on, concentrating solely railing into Maxima and how his vision blurred at so wonderfully tight he felt around the knot.
He couldn't even get words out, just growls and barks and claws digging into thighs the same way trails were made along his back.
Inside, inside. There was no where else for it to do. He would fill this man up so good, so good, so good.]
A-Aahh--!
[His grinding faltered as he approached the edge. And as he passed the threshold, he howled. Half from his own voice, half that of a full blown wolf. He spilled and spilled and spilled inside of Maxima. It was longer than a moment, it was several. A few more pumps needed inside before he was sated and locked deep. But he wouldn't stop until he watched his lover reach that climax too.]
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It feels endless, the aftershocks of pleasure rippling across his skin as his cries fade back into needy moans. They're still locked together, and while he's very gradually regaining a little clarity as opposed to the wild need that had overtaken him, his mind still seems fuzzy and half-present. As if he's still ready for more despite having gotten fucked better than he ever has in his life.]
You still...smell so good. [He brings a hand up to cup Lighter's face, and seems startled by the sight of his own claws.] Ah...I didn't...hurt you, did I...?
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Still as he laid on top of Maxima, he leaned against that hand and turned his head to rub his nose into it.]
So do you. [Even better now. It would get him going again after not too long.]
No... not in any way I didn't want. [Said with a side smile, biting his lip. Speaking of biting, though.]
'Should ask you that... I'm the one that bit you that hard... [To say nothing of the state of the man's thighs.]
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...I asked for it. I think. ...Perhaps not in so many words, but...
[He's sorting through the fog. It's difficult not to slip back under when Lighter is so hot, still tied inside him, still smelling so good and calming. He'd definitely be more agitated about his own sudden desire for werewolf sex if that scent wasn't there telling him this is right.]
...It's something about werewolves, isn't it? We're nearing the full moon, but I haven't had this happen before...
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[He still couldn't resist, leaning into the crook of that neck again and nosing at it while the whispers of a growl resurface. God, this smell... this smell was everything right now.]
Mh... something like that. 'Never had this happen either...
[Granted, Lighter's only been a werewolf for like a month or two tops. Habitually he moved to pull out of Maxima.
... only to tremble from head to tail at the slightest touch to the knot. And realize he couldn't pull out.]
H-hn... Uh... [They might have a Problem.]
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[Oh, that's. Intense. It's not even bad necessarily, just sensitive, but he's beginning to recognize where he might have a few regrets in the morning.
Still worth it, though.]
...That's a little...inconvenient, isn't it? Can you...go slowly?
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[Though he was going slow before too. He tried even slower, more carefully but all that did was rip another moan out of him, throwing his head back in unexpected pleasure and exposing his neck.]
Fuck...
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[That moan is turning him on again, making the ache and burn more pleasurable than painful. He leans upward instinctively, suddenly itching for a taste of Lighter's neck in return for the mark on his own.]
Oh, we're not done yet, are we?
[The heat and craving is less urgent this time, but still a hunger spurring him onward. He guides them closer despite the awkward angle and manages to sink his teeth into the base of Lighter's neck...the scarf might cover that, if he doesn't fidget with it too much.]
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[There's another sharp moan, though mixed with a bark, when Maxima bit into him. A rush of heat like the Fire magic so prominent this month rushed through Lorenzo giving him a proper second wind and then some. It hurt, certainly. But it hurt beautifully.]
Hahh... No. Not by a long shot.
[Said with a strong tug of Maxima's hair to expose that neck again, then finding another spot to mark with his teeth. This wasn't as deep, but it was enough to satisfy. After doing that, he leaned backwards a little with a smirk a little more fitting for him. But in his eyes there was still a hint of that ferocity.]
Ride it.
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He doesn't need to be told twice, not with Lighter's fist in his hair and the burn of teeth in his neck again. With a low growl of his own, he pushes his lover's shoulders further back until he's on top. A roll of his hips to test their connection leaves him gasping softly at the friction, the movement.]
I'd imagined getting on my knees for you. Not quite like this...
[But the advantage of his long legs is that he basically is on his knees, now, giving him some very useful leverage. He rises up just far enough to put more pressure on the knot inside him before settling down again with a satisfied groan.]
Haah, but I think I could get used to it.
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