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[finalsteps]

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[peacetalks]

[aymeric is mouthing hotly down estinien's jawline to his neck, teeth dragging roughly over his skin]

I can wait. I want... to feel you inside me.

[he can feel the heat in his cheeks flare up as he speaks; he's impatient too, and it'll be a test of how long he can withstand being prepared for before he begs estinien to take him]

[finalsteps]

[ he growls, just a touch possessive. he fumbles with the oil long enough with one hand before getting it open and coating his fingers in it. after he's done he's taking his free hand pushing aymeric's legs open so he can press slicked fingers against him. ]

Relax...

[ he rumbles out the command, pressing one finger in with zero patience. ]

[peacetalks]

Ah...

[aymeric tilts his head back and lets out a breath as he feels estinien's fingers breach him, a hot shiver running down his spine]

I'm fine. Good. Keep going.

[finalsteps]

That's good, keep yourself relaxed for me. You always know how to keep yourself ready for me.

[ Estinien is purring out his praises and encouragement, knowing full well Aymeric is a man who likes that sort of thing. His first finger is joined by a second and he's fucking Aymeric with his fingers. Stretching and curling them and thrusting the inside. ]

[peacetalks]

[as soon as estinien's fingers start moving, aymeric's jaw drops and he lets out a soft exhale, his brow furrowed in concentration]

Seven hells. E-Estinien--

[he grasps estinien's shoulder just to hold on, as quiet little "ah, ah, ah" sounds escape him. he's taking the fingers well enough at the moment, any discomfort quickly melting away]

[eggstinction]

[if he can't be pulled closer, it's not because moon balks, but because there's no more space left between them. his hands roam across estinien's body as eagerly as if he were touching him for the first time. the swell of his muscles, the fine points of his ears, his hair, his tail and wings, every part is wondrous.]

[finalsteps]

Moon.

[ He sighs out his name, heavy with pleasure. He loves being touched like this. He loves being paid attention to like this. Not that he would say so outwardly, but Moon can probably feel it. ]

Keep touching me.

[eggstinction]

[Moon trills softly and slides all six of his hands down Estinien's body together]

I will. I do not want to tease you tonight.

[finalsteps]

[ Those sounds are like music to his ears. He is driven to desire more of them, he's curling his fingers in and out of Aymeric, making sure he's prepped and lubed properly from the inside out.

Estinien is never thorough about anything, except for this. ]

Aymeric, please....gods, I need to be inside of you.

[finalsteps]

[ that is so many hands and every hand feels equally as good. ]

Please, do not tease me.

[ Leaning forward to nip at his lips. ]

[eggstinction]

I would be refusing myself too much of you.

[moon rumbles, flashing his fangs back at estinien, as his hands continue further downward to caress estinien's thighs and press his legs apart]

[peacetalks]

[aymeric grasps the back of estinien's neck and pulls him into a kiss, partially out of need and partially to muffle his moans. he breaks the kiss after a moment, gasping against estinien's lips]

Take me, then. I'll not refuse you. I am yours, an ehsk.

[finalsteps]

[ his legs move easily, and he rumbles happily back. his arms rest around moon's neck and he'll move whatever way he is moved. ]

[ he flashes his fangs back at moon, leaning forward to pepper kisses all along his shoulders. ]

[finalsteps]

Ehsk.

[ He hisses it out, low. ]

[ Another moment to fumble with the oil before he slicks up his cock and removes his fingers. It's quickly replaced by his cock, head already pushing in. ]

Twelvesdamned, Aymeric-!

[peacetalks]

[his head falls back onto the pillow as he feels estinien press in, breathing deep. he swears under his breath, feeling wrecked already, and his tail coils around estinien's waist to keep him close]

Yes...!

[finalsteps]

[ he doesn't tarry a moment longer, pulling back his hips and thrusting into aymeric with reckless abandon. ]

Fuck, yes-!

[ he pushes back one of his legs, keeping him spread apart for him. ]

[peacetalks]

[aymeric cries out as he feels estinien thrust, limbs trembling for a moment, one hand clutching a handful of bedsheet in his fist. his breath picks up as he struggles to catch it, almost feeling winded]

Oh, gods, that's good.

[eggstinction]

[one hand moves away to rummage around the side of the bed for oil, but moon's in no rush. it's comfortable laying here with his mate and he still has so much more to touch. his exploration is leisurely, almost like preening, except for the extra attention to sensitive spots.

moon tips his head back and sighs, letting his armor retract along his shoulders and legs.

[finalsteps]

Shite, feels like you’re made for me, godsdamned—!

[ he leans over to kiss aymeric hard while he thrusts into him. Desperately searching for more contact. ]

[finalsteps]

[ Estinien is quick to move a hand to touch the newly exposed skin on Moon.

They can take their time, he’s fine with that. He’s sighing happily when Moon touches spots closer to his thighs, and up on his neck and ears. ]

[peacetalks]

[he moans into the kiss, dragging both hands into estinien's hair and holding on tightly, muffling the soft noises that escape him with every thrust, but estinien can surely still hear them]

Mmmmh!

[finalsteps]

[ he can and it drives him further. putting a hand between them and stroking aymeric's already leaking cock. ]

Shite, you feel so fucking good. So good for me.

[eggstinction]

[He follows those sighs, tracing the rim of Estinien's ear as he leans in to kiss him softly again. Making up for the momentary amount of distance he has to put between them to ready his mate. There's more hands on Estinien's thighs now, some kneading comfortably, others stroking the base of his tail as a finger gently probes his entrance.

His cock isn't touched yet, not until Moon can free one of his own to stroke them together.]

[peacetalks]

[aymeric nearly sobs at that, arching into estinien's grip. part of him wants to beg estinien to slow down, knowing he's not going to last, but the hard, fast, frantic pace is addicting in its own way]

Right there, please--!

[finalsteps]

[ he could beg Estinien to slow, but there is no promise that he actually would. Right now he will keep his frantic pace, gasping and biting into aymeric’s shoulder. A possessive growl ripping from his throat. ]