[Richard inhales deep through his nose when he Silco drops his head down on his shoulder, feeling the breath brush against the skin of his neck. Then there is sharp pain as the teeth sank right into the soft tender flesh, nearly piercing through it, followed by mouth latching around the bite and sucking hard enough to create a bruise. But it is only after his lover's words reach his ears does Richard allow the tension escape his body. He sighs through his nose and leans his back against the other man. He could feel the warmth rekindling in his body, chasing the cold ice and lighting the life back to him.
Closing his eyes and parting his lips, Richard places his hand on top of Silco's wrist and slowly slides it down until the palm was covering the back of the other's hand, intertwining their fingers. It is simple and intimate gesture -- but even more than that: a sign that he chooses to place his trust in his lover and ignore the blade on the table.]
Yes. [The word is spoken with airy moan as the sharp teeth on his earlobe made the shivers run down along his spine. The silent promise of underlying violence only exciting him.] I shall never deny you, Silco. I want you. [Richard had promised as much before, hadn't he? That if his lover so wanted he would give his body to him. It was lofty prize for the man's loyalty to him -- but it was the only thing that he could think of offering. And if this abomination could provide comfort and pleasure, even the better.
There is a quick beat of hesitation within him, as he did not dare to touch the older man any further than this. But then, swallowing air, Richard spun on his heels so that he could turn around to stand face-to-face with Silco. He raises his hand to reach for the clip on his cloak, clicking it open so that the cloth would once again drop off from his shoulders to the ground.]
[The emotion, the panic, the energy remained a buzzing behind his eyes, the fear of death yet escaping it creating a tension in his frame that he didn't often experience. His world had narrowed down to this room, to the younger man slowly relaxing against him when their encounter didn't require either of them of to be anything more than what they were. He should snarl and snap more, should demand ground rules, should discuss their traumas which lead to this moment to begin with.
No, none of that. He wanted to feel, wanted to chase this energy into absolution, and Richard was the only one that he wished to do that with.
He watched Richard turn to face him again, the heavy material of the cloak falling away to pool on the floor, and he reached up to stroke Richard's hair back so that golden eye was never hidden. He leaned down, ignoring the question and instead kissed Richard hard. His fingers curled in that dark hair to force his lover's head back a few inches as his tongue slid across the younger man's lips, demanding entry so the could pour this swirling energy into the embrace.
At the same time, his other hand lifted to work open the buttons at the front of Richard's dress as he nudged his lover with his thighs to convince Richard to back up away from the chair. He turned them so they could hit the wall next to the large round window. All the while, he kissed Richard like he was trying to draw the air from his lungs.]
[There was a lot that they needed to talk about. Even Richard could tell that. He wanted to know more about this old open wound that Silco had accidentally shown him earlier. Where his mind had gone during the panic and with who. But all those questions would have to come later. Right now it was more important that they saw this moment through, and let the passion in their bodies do the talking instead of the words.
Accepting the silence as an answer, Richard tipped his chin back and welcomed the bruising roughness of the kiss. Their roles had taken complete u-turn as he surrendered all the previous control to his lover, eagerly allowing himself to be lead and manhandled by the other. A low moan escaped from his throat as he parted his own lips upon the intrusion. All he could do was to try keep up with the kiss that tried to devour him.
The familiar warmth began to pool in his stomach, providing a nice contrast to the cool air hitting his skin that was revealed after each button. And it didn't take long for his breasts too come visible again, nipples already hard and erect from the arousal.
Not daring to intervene, Richard's kept his own hands on Silco's shoulders, gripping lightly on the man's chest as he was guided away from the desk. And once his back hit the wall, he leaned against the cool concrete to gain support as he bend his knee - sliding Silco neatly between his legs.]
[For once, Silco knew that he could not deflect the questions that would inevitably rise to the surface once this moment of frantic passions passed. The reaction was too volatile for even Richard to not be owed answers, especially on the heels of his demands to never be choked every again. His lover had revealed traumas before and Silco had to a degree, but this one came with a long and complicated history that he had thus far avoided thinking or talking about despite it being a massive part of his past. For now, he wanted to push it aside, to just exist in this moment until the energy was spent.
He pushed his tongue into Richard's mouth, tasting and exploring his lover. It was familiar with this taste, and he nudged and curled his tongue to Richard's encouraging his lover to engage with him similarly. His fingers worked open the buttons, tracing the skin exposed afterward before cupping the right breast as he trapped the nipple between to fingers to roll it.
He parted his legs once they reached the wall and Richard's thigh slid between them. He slowly ground himself down on that thigh, enjoying the stimulation and allowing it to churn heat in his guts and start to stiffen his cock still trapped in his open trousers. He huffed a sound of pleasure, and he allowed his hands to fall down to hike up Richard's dress up over his hips. He had no interest in removing it completely, enjoying the drape of the material along his lover's body.]
[The room is filled with wet lewd noises as Richard returned the kiss, accompanied by the deep and nearly wanton moans that continue slipping past his lips between the breaths. He slides his hands up and wraps around his lover's neck, gloved fingers reaching out to grasp on the short hair strands as he keeps pushing his chest against that hand. The pinch on his nipple drawing out a sharp whine from him.
He can feel the hardness forming between older man's legs as they grind against each other. The warmth spreads from the bottom of his belly, raising to the surface and makes his skin hot as they move together in unison. The blood had also begun to gather on his groin, making his own erection apparent underneath the loose fabric pooling around his crotch. He lifts his leg further up and tries to wrap it around Silco's waist, wanting to feel more of that friction between them.]
[The door was locked and no one would dare to interrupt them unless the literal building was burning down. He dipped his head down a little under the weight of Richard's hand around his neck, though his shoulders twitched and his breath hitched momentarily given their previous encounter on his chair. He only kissed Richard harder like he wanted to hurt the younger man's tonsils with his tongue, losing himself in the sensation to chase away the trepidation of Richard's arms around his neck.
He felt arousal faster than usual, the energy finding a source as he stepped off of grinding on Richard's thigh. As that other leg rose and curled around his waist, he pressed his lover harder against the wall while dropping his hands to shove down his trousers and underwear with a grunt of stimulation. Then his hands returned to cup under Richard's thighs as he lifted the younger man off the ground, digging his fingers into the soft smooth flesh as he slotted himself between his lover's parted legs.
He rubbed his erection against Richard's testicles and further back to that moist entrance. The caress of the material against his hips layered stimulation as he pulled his mouth away to kiss and nip along Richard's jawline.] War with me for control... come on, Richard.
[The rest of the world was once again dead to him, everything narrowing down to just this moment between them. All that Richard could think was the way his lover felt against his body as he kept grinding down on him, chasing after the pleasure blooming between them. It's just almost enough to make him forget about their previous panicked hiccup in the intimacy.
A muffled moan slips out of Richard's lips as he welcomed the invasion. The familiar taste of the smoke mixed in together with whiskey were nearly overwhelming, pushing through his senses. It all heightened the feeling of arousal. The friction between their bodies sending small jolts of electricity around his body. His fingers kept grasping on Silco's short hair, pulling on them as continued to reciprocate the kiss.]
-- Ah, [Richard lets out a quiet surprised gasp as he felt the floor disappear under him. When Silco lifts him up he immediately brings his other leg around his lover's waist and tighten his hold on the man's neck and shoulder. It's a bit of a struggle to find a good balance for his weight while being sandwiched between his lover's body and the wall. All while giving the other man better access to him -- which worked for him just fine. This is what he had wanted from the very beginning, after all. He moans loudly into their kiss when he feels Silco's erection to brush against his privates, stopping just before pushing in. What a tease.
However, there is yet another ripple in their moment of intimacy, this time caused by Silco's words of request. With his eyes widening Richard jolts and tenses up in the man's hold as the memory of the panic in Silco's eyes just from the moments prior flashes in his mind -- all leading back to the vision of Henry curling up in front of the altar. Both of them trying to get away from him. He suddenly became all aware of the fresh blood stains on his lover's neck, remembering just who had caused that.
He falls silent and pulls his head away, craning his neck down to bury his face into Silco's shoulder.] No... I want you to take me.
[People expected that he was not a physical person, that because he sat at a desk most of the day or was seen mostly inert. They didn't expect that he could physically dominate a situation when he chose to, though Richard could still overcome him in most situations. This was designed to take to limit the potential of that and showcase that he could be a physical person when it mattered to him.
His hands remained under Richard's thighs, supporting his lover's weight and appreciating the hold of those long muscled legs around his weight and the grip on his shoulder. He ground further against his lover, teasing to work up the mood again before he tilted his head so he could watch Richard with his blue eye as the younger man froze up and pulled away. There wasn't a lot of options on where Richard could go, and yet he hummed at the press of Richard's face to his shoulder, grimacing as there was a small ripple of pain from the injury to his neck on the opposite side.
His fingers dug into the younger man's thighs, and pulled Richard off of the wall, taking three careful steps to the left so he could move them off of the wall to press Richard against the window instead. There would be a shadow viewed but because of Richard's dress, there was only a tease of what might be happening and with whom.] Oh I was planning to regardless...
[As if to prove his point, he did cease the teasing and pressed himself into his lover's moist entrance with a single smooth thrust. He adjusted his grip and nestled his nose into the hair behind Richard's ear.] Don't make me do all the work then... [He would, but it would engage better for them both to be into this, to apply all that pent up energy into this. He withdrew and thrust back in, starting a slow teasing rhythm to try to draw Richard back into the moment.]
[Richard had been sexually active for a very brief. He had spent majority of his life hiding and trying to blend in with the rest of society, performing and fulfilling his role as a duke and as the part of royal family. Such tight and suffocating frames with all the prejudices simply didn't leave him any room to consider himself outside of the self-loath and disgust. However the more he had engaged in the intimacy, the more gained increasing appetite for another one's touch and and warmth. And he had come to find out that he indeed did find it the scenarios where he was more active and in control to be the most enjoyable.
There was nothing quite as pleasing as using this cursed body of his to make another person to submit. But then again. There were times when it was just fine to melt in another one's embrace and let them to break him apart and mold him a new. Just like right now.
A quick flash of panicked fear made his heart skip a beat when Silco moved them and pressed him against the window. But the moment was over before it could even properly start. It was alright, even if one were to look up they would have to be lucky to see anything more than a dark figure. Everything was alright.
Out of reflex he let go of his lover's neck and bend his hand back to grasp on the metallic frames to gain some support as he stretched his neck to meet the glass. It was jarring how cool the new surface felt compared to the wall, clashing against the heat of his body. But he doesn't have long to focus on it as his entire attention was quickly stolen away when the blunt end pressed against his entrance and pushed inside, forcing his walls to part and make room for the intrusion.
It had been sometime since the last time they had done this. But it seemed like his body remembered Silco, his touch and shape. So the uncomfortable stretch and pressure do not last long, fading quickly as his lover began to move and thrust his hips into him. The burn remained, of course. But it was not enough, staying only as quiet spark rather than building up into a blazing flame.
Richard tried to move himself along with Silco, but the position where he had only so much support for his body so his movements were awkward and jerking, lacking the usual smooth grace he carried himself with. So, he pushed his upper body to lean back against Silco's again, arms wrapping around his lover.]
Silco. It's not enough.. [The words are spokenwith airy and husky tone. He then cranes his neck forward and bites down on the man's earlobe, pulling the soft flesh with his teeth before continuing with:] Make it burn more.
[He knew it was pushing the letter to Richard's secrecy to take his lover against a window, but he had planned it well. The window was supported with metal works, and it was the reason that he hadn't fully undressed his lover in the first place. The momentary panic as worth Richard slowly relaxing again when it was apparent that there was nothing to be seen on the street below. It could be anything, anyone just leaning back against the window of his office, and, given how secret their relationship was, he doubted anyone would expect him of all people would show open pleasure and affection for anyone.
That warm heat was inviting, drawing him in with a little effort on his part, and he shuddered down his spine in response. He leaned back to balance his own motions even as his hands remained fixed around the back of Richard's thighs as he used the leverage to work himself in and out of his lover in a set rhythm, wanting to provide Richard the opportunity to find a comfortable position.
He stepped in a small step when his lover's arms wrapped around him again, a momentary hitch to his rhythm as he adjusted to the change to his balance.] Wrap your legs around my waist. Use them to lift... [He trailed off, his brain momentary static of pleasure to the bite on his earlobe, and the thought was lost. He punctuated the thought with a harder thrust, digging his nails into Richard's thighs
Of course, who was he to deny such a request when it was for the benefit of them both? He angled his hips in and under Richard for a better angle, and his rhythm of thrusting increased with speed and force now that they had been warmed up.] Kiss me like you are going to war....
[Inhaling deep between his lips Richard complies with Silco's instructions and quickly lifts his legs higher, climbing up the man further. While it does make moving easier it still is physically taxing position. He could feel the droplets of sweat form and fall along his thighs, back neck and chest as he bounced himself up and down along the rhythm his lover sets up for them.
The gravity helps, of course, and each time he comes down to meet Silco's hips it feels like the older man manages to push just further in, filling him to the brink. Each thrust was like a force pushing inside, trying to reach up deep his body. And each of the snap of hips was met with a high pitched cry and moan from Richard.
While the events of this encounter had not gone exactly as Richard planned, with them having taking a rather unfortunate detour to murky waters, they had still ended up right where he had intended them to. It had been in his plans to land himself on top of Silco and drain him and take everything out of him. And here he was, pushed up against the window while having the older man pour his everything into him. The frustration, anger, pain and lust. All of them were present here and pouring roughly into Richard, burning him just as he wanted. He could feel the familiar hot and wet pleasure to begin to pool inside him.
And for that, he saw no reason to deny Silco his own request. He leaned in to capture Silco's lips with his own, pulling him into a deep and heated kiss. It was more messier and uncoordinated than what it would normally be, nipping and sucking on his lips, tongue and teeth -- as if he was trying to devour the other man. So lost he was in the passion of their kiss.
The room was filled with wet and lascivious sounds. Skin slapping against skin, lips sucking lips and mouths panting and moaning as they moved together. Then, there was one thrust that brushed less than an inch differently against his walls, rubbing briefly against the bundle of nerves that made his body jerk and stars appear behind his eyes. His own cock, that was still hidden underneath the pooled fabric, twitched in response with some precum leaking out.]
[Once Richard had shifted, Silco slid one hand further up and under Richard to help support the younger man's weight and the angle of their coupling. It was to the benefit of both that they shared the physical requirements of this position, and he shifted his feet further apart to support and allow him to thrust up to meet the fall of Richard's body upon his cock.
His hair, already disheveled from his upend over the couch previous, fell forward into his face, clinging to the sweat beaded on his brow and providing a distinctly unkempt look which only Richard could accomplish consistently. The caress of that dress material against his knees and hips was a contrast to the rough and rigorous meeting of their bodies, and he groaned and hissed out pleasure upon each drop as his lover took his cock deeply.
If anything the detour put him far more in the mood for this type of interaction. So much unspent energy poured into this, tasting Richard on his skin at the same time he felt his shirt collar sticking to the knife wound on his neck. He relented and unleashed all of it upon his lover, feeling that way that Richard responded in kind and taking their pleasure to greater heights as he experienced the warmth of pleasure drown out the previous other emotions.
The kiss was everything that it should be, sharp, painful and bruising, like the clash of their previous encounter in a single gesture. At first, he let Richard have control, his lips bruising at the nips and then he bit back - sharply - and began to fight back. He waged his own war with precise pressures of his lips, using the full effect of his misaligned teeth to catch Richard's lower lip to cut for the taste of blood on his lips.
And of course he noticed that shock of that position catching the younger man just right. He pressed Richard's shoulders harder against the window and moved to repeat hitting that spot again, as many times as he could as hand moved from supporting Richard's thigh to stroke his lover's cock. He hissed into that kiss, sweating making his skin slippery as that pooling heat in his belly grew, pushing him ever closer to that final insistent urge of this act. The lude slap of their bodies only served to heighten his awareness of the fact they crept closer together. He wanted Richard undone. He wanted to come undone himself.]
...Richard... [He hissed against those lips, refusing to break the kiss. It was the only indication to account for his growing frantic thrusting. He was close.]
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Date: 2025-01-11 07:27 pm (UTC)Closing his eyes and parting his lips, Richard places his hand on top of Silco's wrist and slowly slides it down until the palm was covering the back of the other's hand, intertwining their fingers. It is simple and intimate gesture -- but even more than that: a sign that he chooses to place his trust in his lover and ignore the blade on the table.]
Yes. [The word is spoken with airy moan as the sharp teeth on his earlobe made the shivers run down along his spine. The silent promise of underlying violence only exciting him.] I shall never deny you, Silco. I want you. [Richard had promised as much before, hadn't he? That if his lover so wanted he would give his body to him. It was lofty prize for the man's loyalty to him -- but it was the only thing that he could think of offering. And if this abomination could provide comfort and pleasure, even the better.
There is a quick beat of hesitation within him, as he did not dare to touch the older man any further than this. But then, swallowing air, Richard spun on his heels so that he could turn around to stand face-to-face with Silco. He raises his hand to reach for the clip on his cloak, clicking it open so that the cloth would once again drop off from his shoulders to the ground.]
How do you want me?
nsfw... they're getting dirty again
Date: 2025-01-12 05:22 pm (UTC)No, none of that. He wanted to feel, wanted to chase this energy into absolution, and Richard was the only one that he wished to do that with.
He watched Richard turn to face him again, the heavy material of the cloak falling away to pool on the floor, and he reached up to stroke Richard's hair back so that golden eye was never hidden. He leaned down, ignoring the question and instead kissed Richard hard. His fingers curled in that dark hair to force his lover's head back a few inches as his tongue slid across the younger man's lips, demanding entry so the could pour this swirling energy into the embrace.
At the same time, his other hand lifted to work open the buttons at the front of Richard's dress as he nudged his lover with his thighs to convince Richard to back up away from the chair. He turned them so they could hit the wall next to the large round window. All the while, he kissed Richard like he was trying to draw the air from his lungs.]
It is the only way for them
Date: 2025-01-13 03:31 am (UTC)Accepting the silence as an answer, Richard tipped his chin back and welcomed the bruising roughness of the kiss. Their roles had taken complete u-turn as he surrendered all the previous control to his lover, eagerly allowing himself to be lead and manhandled by the other. A low moan escaped from his throat as he parted his own lips upon the intrusion. All he could do was to try keep up with the kiss that tried to devour him.
The familiar warmth began to pool in his stomach, providing a nice contrast to the cool air hitting his skin that was revealed after each button. And it didn't take long for his breasts too come visible again, nipples already hard and erect from the arousal.
Not daring to intervene, Richard's kept his own hands on Silco's shoulders, gripping lightly on the man's chest as he was guided away from the desk. And once his back hit the wall, he leaned against the cool concrete to gain support as he bend his knee - sliding Silco neatly between his legs.]
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Date: 2025-01-13 04:22 am (UTC)He pushed his tongue into Richard's mouth, tasting and exploring his lover. It was familiar with this taste, and he nudged and curled his tongue to Richard's encouraging his lover to engage with him similarly. His fingers worked open the buttons, tracing the skin exposed afterward before cupping the right breast as he trapped the nipple between to fingers to roll it.
He parted his legs once they reached the wall and Richard's thigh slid between them. He slowly ground himself down on that thigh, enjoying the stimulation and allowing it to churn heat in his guts and start to stiffen his cock still trapped in his open trousers. He huffed a sound of pleasure, and he allowed his hands to fall down to hike up Richard's dress up over his hips. He had no interest in removing it completely, enjoying the drape of the material along his lover's body.]
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Date: 2025-01-13 09:18 pm (UTC)He can feel the hardness forming between older man's legs as they grind against each other. The warmth spreads from the bottom of his belly, raising to the surface and makes his skin hot as they move together in unison. The blood had also begun to gather on his groin, making his own erection apparent underneath the loose fabric pooling around his crotch. He lifts his leg further up and tries to wrap it around Silco's waist, wanting to feel more of that friction between them.]
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Date: 2025-01-14 03:56 am (UTC)He felt arousal faster than usual, the energy finding a source as he stepped off of grinding on Richard's thigh. As that other leg rose and curled around his waist, he pressed his lover harder against the wall while dropping his hands to shove down his trousers and underwear with a grunt of stimulation. Then his hands returned to cup under Richard's thighs as he lifted the younger man off the ground, digging his fingers into the soft smooth flesh as he slotted himself between his lover's parted legs.
He rubbed his erection against Richard's testicles and further back to that moist entrance. The caress of the material against his hips layered stimulation as he pulled his mouth away to kiss and nip along Richard's jawline.] War with me for control... come on, Richard.
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Date: 2025-01-20 02:33 am (UTC)A muffled moan slips out of Richard's lips as he welcomed the invasion. The familiar taste of the smoke mixed in together with whiskey were nearly overwhelming, pushing through his senses. It all heightened the feeling of arousal. The friction between their bodies sending small jolts of electricity around his body. His fingers kept grasping on Silco's short hair, pulling on them as continued to reciprocate the kiss.]
-- Ah, [Richard lets out a quiet surprised gasp as he felt the floor disappear under him. When Silco lifts him up he immediately brings his other leg around his lover's waist and tighten his hold on the man's neck and shoulder. It's a bit of a struggle to find a good balance for his weight while being sandwiched between his lover's body and the wall. All while giving the other man better access to him -- which worked for him just fine. This is what he had wanted from the very beginning, after all. He moans loudly into their kiss when he feels Silco's erection to brush against his privates, stopping just before pushing in. What a tease.
However, there is yet another ripple in their moment of intimacy, this time caused by Silco's words of request. With his eyes widening Richard jolts and tenses up in the man's hold as the memory of the panic in Silco's eyes just from the moments prior flashes in his mind -- all leading back to the vision of Henry curling up in front of the altar. Both of them trying to get away from him. He suddenly became all aware of the fresh blood stains on his lover's neck, remembering just who had caused that.
He falls silent and pulls his head away, craning his neck down to bury his face into Silco's shoulder.] No... I want you to take me.
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Date: 2025-01-23 03:44 pm (UTC)His hands remained under Richard's thighs, supporting his lover's weight and appreciating the hold of those long muscled legs around his weight and the grip on his shoulder. He ground further against his lover, teasing to work up the mood again before he tilted his head so he could watch Richard with his blue eye as the younger man froze up and pulled away. There wasn't a lot of options on where Richard could go, and yet he hummed at the press of Richard's face to his shoulder, grimacing as there was a small ripple of pain from the injury to his neck on the opposite side.
His fingers dug into the younger man's thighs, and pulled Richard off of the wall, taking three careful steps to the left so he could move them off of the wall to press Richard against the window instead. There would be a shadow viewed but because of Richard's dress, there was only a tease of what might be happening and with whom.] Oh I was planning to regardless...
[As if to prove his point, he did cease the teasing and pressed himself into his lover's moist entrance with a single smooth thrust. He adjusted his grip and nestled his nose into the hair behind Richard's ear.] Don't make me do all the work then... [He would, but it would engage better for them both to be into this, to apply all that pent up energy into this. He withdrew and thrust back in, starting a slow teasing rhythm to try to draw Richard back into the moment.]
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Date: 2025-02-02 01:50 am (UTC)There was nothing quite as pleasing as using this cursed body of his to make another person to submit. But then again. There were times when it was just fine to melt in another one's embrace and let them to break him apart and mold him a new. Just like right now.
A quick flash of panicked fear made his heart skip a beat when Silco moved them and pressed him against the window. But the moment was over before it could even properly start. It was alright, even if one were to look up they would have to be lucky to see anything more than a dark figure. Everything was alright.
Out of reflex he let go of his lover's neck and bend his hand back to grasp on the metallic frames to gain some support as he stretched his neck to meet the glass. It was jarring how cool the new surface felt compared to the wall, clashing against the heat of his body. But he doesn't have long to focus on it as his entire attention was quickly stolen away when the blunt end pressed against his entrance and pushed inside, forcing his walls to part and make room for the intrusion.
It had been sometime since the last time they had done this. But it seemed like his body remembered Silco, his touch and shape. So the uncomfortable stretch and pressure do not last long, fading quickly as his lover began to move and thrust his hips into him. The burn remained, of course. But it was not enough, staying only as quiet spark rather than building up into a blazing flame.
Richard tried to move himself along with Silco, but the position where he had only so much support for his body so his movements were awkward and jerking, lacking the usual smooth grace he carried himself with. So, he pushed his upper body to lean back against Silco's again, arms wrapping around his lover.]
Silco. It's not enough.. [The words are spokenwith airy and husky tone. He then cranes his neck forward and bites down on the man's earlobe, pulling the soft flesh with his teeth before continuing with:] Make it burn more.
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Date: 2025-02-05 01:53 pm (UTC)That warm heat was inviting, drawing him in with a little effort on his part, and he shuddered down his spine in response. He leaned back to balance his own motions even as his hands remained fixed around the back of Richard's thighs as he used the leverage to work himself in and out of his lover in a set rhythm, wanting to provide Richard the opportunity to find a comfortable position.
He stepped in a small step when his lover's arms wrapped around him again, a momentary hitch to his rhythm as he adjusted to the change to his balance.] Wrap your legs around my waist. Use them to lift... [He trailed off, his brain momentary static of pleasure to the bite on his earlobe, and the thought was lost. He punctuated the thought with a harder thrust, digging his nails into Richard's thighs
Of course, who was he to deny such a request when it was for the benefit of them both? He angled his hips in and under Richard for a better angle, and his rhythm of thrusting increased with speed and force now that they had been warmed up.] Kiss me like you are going to war....
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Date: 2025-02-09 03:27 am (UTC)The gravity helps, of course, and each time he comes down to meet Silco's hips it feels like the older man manages to push just further in, filling him to the brink. Each thrust was like a force pushing inside, trying to reach up deep his body. And each of the snap of hips was met with a high pitched cry and moan from Richard.
While the events of this encounter had not gone exactly as Richard planned, with them having taking a rather unfortunate detour to murky waters, they had still ended up right where he had intended them to. It had been in his plans to land himself on top of Silco and drain him and take everything out of him. And here he was, pushed up against the window while having the older man pour his everything into him. The frustration, anger, pain and lust. All of them were present here and pouring roughly into Richard, burning him just as he wanted. He could feel the familiar hot and wet pleasure to begin to pool inside him.
And for that, he saw no reason to deny Silco his own request. He leaned in to capture Silco's lips with his own, pulling him into a deep and heated kiss. It was more messier and uncoordinated than what it would normally be, nipping and sucking on his lips, tongue and teeth -- as if he was trying to devour the other man. So lost he was in the passion of their kiss.
The room was filled with wet and lascivious sounds. Skin slapping against skin, lips sucking lips and mouths panting and moaning as they moved together. Then, there was one thrust that brushed less than an inch differently against his walls, rubbing briefly against the bundle of nerves that made his body jerk and stars appear behind his eyes. His own cock, that was still hidden underneath the pooled fabric, twitched in response with some precum leaking out.]
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Date: 2025-02-15 08:35 pm (UTC)His hair, already disheveled from his upend over the couch previous, fell forward into his face, clinging to the sweat beaded on his brow and providing a distinctly unkempt look which only Richard could accomplish consistently. The caress of that dress material against his knees and hips was a contrast to the rough and rigorous meeting of their bodies, and he groaned and hissed out pleasure upon each drop as his lover took his cock deeply.
If anything the detour put him far more in the mood for this type of interaction. So much unspent energy poured into this, tasting Richard on his skin at the same time he felt his shirt collar sticking to the knife wound on his neck. He relented and unleashed all of it upon his lover, feeling that way that Richard responded in kind and taking their pleasure to greater heights as he experienced the warmth of pleasure drown out the previous other emotions.
The kiss was everything that it should be, sharp, painful and bruising, like the clash of their previous encounter in a single gesture. At first, he let Richard have control, his lips bruising at the nips and then he bit back - sharply - and began to fight back. He waged his own war with precise pressures of his lips, using the full effect of his misaligned teeth to catch Richard's lower lip to cut for the taste of blood on his lips.
And of course he noticed that shock of that position catching the younger man just right. He pressed Richard's shoulders harder against the window and moved to repeat hitting that spot again, as many times as he could as hand moved from supporting Richard's thigh to stroke his lover's cock. He hissed into that kiss, sweating making his skin slippery as that pooling heat in his belly grew, pushing him ever closer to that final insistent urge of this act. The lude slap of their bodies only served to heighten his awareness of the fact they crept closer together. He wanted Richard undone. He wanted to come undone himself.]
...Richard... [He hissed against those lips, refusing to break the kiss. It was the only indication to account for his growing frantic thrusting. He was close.]