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Silco ([personal profile] conflictresolution) wrote 2024-07-18 02:54 pm (UTC)

[Silco bowed his face towards those exploring fingers, able to feel each caress into the deep lines that marred his features. The dark mottled scarring wasn't as bad further down his cheek, which meant the nerve endings were mostly intact. Closer to his mutilated eye and the sensations were mostly pressure and some difference in temperature between the numbed areas. He generally didn't care to be touched, but that was a result of deep internal scars so allowing Richard to do so reminded him of the subtleties of his nerve damage. He was lucky to still be able to see and have his flesh remain generally intact after all these years.

His motions remained slow until he had a sense of Richard relaxing, of hearing that panting begin without what he would interpret with pain. A calculated effort to increase chances that they may engage like this again in the future, assuming they both actually enjoyed it. After all, Richard could just lay there and it would not be particularly gratifying, and he knew just enough of the younger man's history to expect previous encounters to not be... pleasant.

Perhaps if he righted some of that wrong, they may find common pleasure and ground to have casual sex. Or not so casual; he honestly left all expectations with Richard at the door. He never knew what the younger man was going to pull out on any given encounter, and that was exciting. Even here, even now, Richard was full of surprises.

His hips withdrew further before thrusting back in, angling for that sweet spot that the female body possessed while slowly settling into where he could drop his belly down to rub against Richard's cock. His hips began to settle into a rolling thrust motion, and he was almost completely lost in the wash of sensation that infested his tired mind, providing the kind of soothing bliss he hadn't been able to capture in decades. He shook off the rust of time as almost animal instinct took over, though he remained mindful enough to remain present enough for signs he was hurting Richard.

He leaned his face down to add kisses to Richard's lips, nipping at the lower one even as he rested their foreheads together. His hand continued to explore and play with Richard's breast before he was moving his hand away to set his forearm into the mattress so he could shift his weight to that arm. It was done all to free up his other arm so he could lavish similar attentions on the neglected breast.]

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