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Rye what the fuck

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From:

crossmyheartandhope

So what happens when you gotta sneak out or something?

When you got a big date or whatever?

From:

protectshisown

A big date wouldn't be that late at night.

Or...well, if it WAS, I could turn into something small enough to get out, I'm sure.

From:

crossmyheartandhope

Good to know. Not like I'm taking notes for the future or nothing.

From:

protectshisown

Oh? Was that you asking me out on a date?

Or, what was it called....

Booty call?

From:

crossmyheartandhope

I mean - not, like, right now.

From:

protectshisown

[He chuckles.] Aw, getting my hopes up for nothing.

From:

crossmyheartandhope

...dude. You forget already?

Right now you owe me a show.

From:

protectshisown

[He goes bright red.]

I-no. No I remember.

[He glances away, licking his lips. He takes a deep, shuddering breath, then looks at Hurricane, still red, between anxious and interested.]

O-order me. I'm. Yours to command.

From:

crossmyheartandhope

[Hurricane has sum over to rest his forearms on the side of the pool, pillowing his chin on top of them. His tail flicks at the water, idly]

Wellll. I think first, you better lose some of them clothes.

From:

protectshisown

[Another shaky breath, reaching up for the tie at the back of his neck, undoing the knot, slowly pulling it down to reveal his torso.] Some or all?

From:

crossmyheartandhope

[Considers, thoughful]

...just some, for now.

From:

protectshisown

[He nods, letting the fabric drop, reaching back to undo the lower knot, arching his chest until finally the shirt drops completely. Hard to say if it was nerves or deliberate that made him take so long with the knot. He kicks it away, leaving him in just his pants.]

[Clawed feet aren't conductive for shoes. Shoe. After all.]

From:

crossmyheartandhope

[Hurricane's eyes make a slow path down over the exposed skin, blatantly appreciative; there is definitely heat in his gaze]

...looking pretty good, dude.

You'd be looking better if your hands were busy, though. I want you to touch yourself, kay? Only the parts that ain't covered no more.

Edited Date: 2020-11-25 06:57 pm (UTC)

From:

protectshisown

[Rye can feel his blush getting wirse as Hurricane stares, wings twitching at his back. He wants to cover himself, but he alsowants to see Hurricane look at him like that. Its a near overwhelming sensation and he swallows, nodding.]

[His hands move to his sides, starting at his waist, trailing light over himself. It feels so different when he knows Hurricane is watching. Not as good as his hands, but more intense then normal.]

[He trails up, over scars that cause him to sigh, slowly up his chest, fingers brushing over his neck, over marks from their previous tryst, then down over his nipples, breath hitching.]

From:

crossmyheartandhope

...yeah. Like that. Take your time.

[He licks at his lips, unconsciously]

I want you to show me what feels good.

From:

protectshisown

Yes sir. [He's still red, eyes flickering between Hurricane and away again, want and embarrassment mixed.]

[His hands tease his nipples first, a gentle rubbing, before pinching and tugging the nubs with a soft gasp, hips bucking a bit. He teases them with the tip of his claw, whining, clsing his eyes and biting his lip. His hands finally moving away, running the claws down his sides, leaving faint marks with a whimper.]

From:

crossmyheartandhope

[Hurricane watches with great interest, the slow flick of his tail in the water giving away how restless he still is, himself - how wound up with want that can't be sated]

...think I want a running commentary, too. What you're doing, why you like it.

From:

protectshisown

[The blush just gets worse. Its a whole lot harder to talk about him then what he'd do to Hurricane, especially when he's not incredibly worked up. He's getting there, but it takes time.]

I...like when it hurts a bit. [The claws trail up and he shivers.] M-makes everything f-feel intense. And marks that linger, a-a reminder. Nails, teeth, or....or claws which has happened more than once.

[His fingers trace over an old scar at his side.] And feeling along scars. Mayve its contrast I like? Feels different, can't get so used to it, feel....feel it more.

From:

crossmyheartandhope

You like when it hurts a bit, huh?

[Hums, considering, eyes dark and tail restless]

Go on and scratch yourself up for me, some. Make it so they'll still be there tomorrow.

From:

protectshisown

[He nods.] Y-yeah. Rough....seems to be a winner usually.

[He breathes in sharply.] I-y-yes. [He presses claws to his and moves them up sharply, marks deeper then the others though not drawing blood, getting a hiss, and a bulge definitely starting to form in his pants, making him squirm. His hands run down the scratches, then pressing his claws in again for another set of scratches and he outright moans.]

Its....it hurts and feels good and-and kinda stinfs after but still-

From:

crossmyheartandhope

Yeah. Yeah, I can see how much you like it.

[His eyes rake down the length of Rye's torso, to the obvious bulge; he swallows, mouth suddenly dry]

Don't use your nails for this part, kay? But I want you to pinch your nipples for me. Real hard, hard as you can stand. Don't stop till I say.

From:

protectshisown

[Rye squirms, seeing how Hurricane looks at him, wings fidgeting again. Hurricane wouldn't be looking if he didn't like the sight. He doesn't need to hide.]

[It makes everything so much more, fighting anxiety and reminding himself of the truth. Hurricane wants to see.]

Y-yes sir. [He's a dark red, breathing heavy, the order itself getting the bulge to twitch, and his hands move to his nipples. He's careful of his claws, taking his nipples between thumb and finger and pinches them hard with a sharp gasp. He doesn't release them, waiting for Hurricane's order, but twists and tugs on them, biting his lip, hips rocking.] Its. Intense. M-makes it hard to not move-

From:

crossmyheartandhope

[His eyes make a long, slow path, up and down that bare torso; he bites down on his lip as Rye's hips start to roll]

Hard, huh?

...well. I got faith in you. Stay real still for me, kay? But I want you to keep it up.

From:

protectshisown

[That order gets a desperate whine out of him, but he forces his hips to still. Its so much harder to control hus reactions, when he isn't worried about hurting a partner, but he does his best.]

Yes....yes sir. [He bites his lip hard,as his fingers keep working his nipples. Pinching hard into stiff peaks, tugging and twisting, pulling gasps and keening whines, erection twitching in his pants, a wet spot starting to form. His knees start shaking in his effort to be still, breathing labored.]

From:

crossmyheartandhope

[His tail has resumed that restless back and forth swishing in the water; his eyes are very dark, and his cheeks are flushed]

Tell me how it feels. And tell me what you wanna do, if you had the choice.

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