[ good, because that was exactly what he wanted to happen. feeling aymeric in the back of his throat will only serve to arouse him more. he is being careful to save his own release for when he has his way with aymeric. ]
[ he hums around his cock, fingers pressing into the other's thighs. ]
[aymeric shudders, his fingers kneading at estinien's shoulders before one hand tangles in his hair, tugging at the strands. he's beyond speaking coherently now, soft little "ah, ah, ah"s escaping him with every pass over his cock. he's already starting to leak precome, coming undone so quickly he won't last much longer]
[ he hums deeply around his cock and squeezes his thighs. encouraging him to spill into his mouth, down his throat. it matters not when he's practically trying to tip him over the edge faster. ]
[the only warning is aymeric tugging on estinien's hair again and letting out a breathless cry of his name before he's coming down estinien's throat, trembling through it, his thighs tense as rods. he rides it out, his whole body taut for a few moments before collapsing, boneless and spent]
[ Estinien stays where he is tugged. Swallowing every bit of what Aymeric gives him. He slowly pulls off to savor Aymeric's essence before pushing the other man's legs apart more. ]
I've not even prepared you yet, my love.
[ Estinien sucks some of his own fingers and shifts his body to press them against Aymeric's entrance. Not pushing in quite yet, testing to see how sensitive he is. ]
[panting and dizzy, aymeric is too busy basking in the rush of his post-orgasm glow to really register what estinien is saying until he feels his entrance being breached, at which point his hips jerk and he moans, loud]
Oh! Oh, Estinien... not even giving me time to... catch my breath, are you.
[aymeric groans and sucks in a breath, letting it out slowly, deliberately trying to relax--not difficult, considering how boneless he feels. and he kind of likes it, how rough estinien is being with him, savoring the feeling of being stretched]
Gods, but you mean to make me scream, don't you.
[one hand comes around to cup estinien's cheek, stroking it]
[ Tilting his head to nip that thumb before returning to brushing Aymeric's prostate so lovingly. ]
Mayhap the day after that too.
[ He pulls his fingers out carefully before finally sitting up on his knees to remove his underclothes completely. He is...painfully hard at this point. He won't tarry much longer, reaching into the drawers next to the bed to pull out some oil. Once his cock is sufficiently covered he will press it against Aymeric's entrance and press the head inside. ]
[aymeric's mouth waters when he sees estinien's cock, fully hard and red, and when estinien presses it to his entrance he reaches down to grasp it and help guide it inside himself]
Right there...
[it feels especially lewd to be doing this, but it's difficult to deny estinien when he's being so forward. aymeric lets out a long, deep breath as the tip slides into him, seguing into a soft moan]
[ he lets out a low moan when his cock is grabbed. it feels almost too good like this. and perhaps that is because it has been some time since he was the one doing the swiving.
he braces himself on the bed and pushes his cock in until he is hilted. ]
[despite himself, it's still a shock when estinien thrusts into him to the hilt, and aymeric can't help but cry out. it burns, yes, but it's the good sort of burn, feeling the heat of estinien's cock and his own body throb in tandem. he barely has a moment to recover before estinien's moving, and every thrust sends sparks up his spine and to the base of his still-sensitive cock. aymeric grabs estinien's shoulders, claws digging in, gasping]
[ He likes to hear how much Aymeric likes this. He likes to know when he is doing a decent job. His betrothed is also incredibly handsome when he moans and writhes like this. Estinien feels incredibly lucky.
He leans in, pace still unforgiving. Pressing his mouth to Aymeric's, and hard. ]
[aymeric whimpers into estinien's lips, kissing back clumsily and eagerly, his cries only somewhat muffled. he wants to feel every ilm of estinien's body, wants to feel him even closer, so he slings his legs over estinien's hips and tries to draw him closer, the movement of which makes aymeric sob with pleasure into estinien's mouth]
[he lets out a wordless draconic cry, feeling the edge of estinien's teeth along his neck and feeling the blood sing in his veins for just a moment. aymeric shudders at the sudden, wild thought of estinien claiming him in a more primal, animalistic way, of biting his neck and making him beg and whimper for succor. he's not sure where the thought comes from, but it seizes him, makes his cock twitch with arousal, makes him clench down on estinien's cock spearing him open]
[ and aymeric's heated wish comes true. estinien cannot quite help himself when it comes to aymeric looking so bared to him like this. he sinks his teeth into the flesh of his neck and does not pull away. almost as if he might be holding him there to claim him. fury knows estinien could get carried away with this.
all the while his cock still delves into aymeric, estinien shuddering and growling low with pleasure. ]
[aymeric howls in exquisite pain and pleasure, all his senses heightened and some primal part of him elated at the feeling of estinien's teeth on his neck. both hands dig claws into the backs of estinien's shoulders, and he arches his back, his cock rubbing against estinien's abdomen, still very sensitive but fully aroused again and aching with need]
Estinien...! Gods, fuck, shite, do not stop, spill inside me, I beg you--!
[ he is very quick to oblige. pace hard and deep. ]
Fuck, Fury—gods you are mine.
[ his hand wraps around Aymeric’s cock. Pumping as quick as his thrusts, and a few beats after he slams into Aymeric fully, releasing with a shudder. ]
[aymeric moans raggedly as he feels estinien spill himself, shuddering all over at the sensation. he whimpers when estinien's hand strokes his cock, entire body quivering from how close he is, and when he comes it's with a choked-off sob of relief, seguing into heavy breaths]
[ he’s swift to launch into some sort of after care. kissing Aymeric’s forehead, his temples, his cheeks, and finally his lips. breath matching his beloved’s. ]
[aymeric is totally dazed, each kiss warming his heart, his claws slowly relaxing their hold on estinien's shoulders, though he doesn't dare let go of him. when estinien's lips meet his own, aymeric can only sigh in exquisite pleasure, luxuriating in the kiss, humming a low draconic purr. his tail slowly coils around estinien's leg, the tip lazily tracing circles on his calf]
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[ he hums around his cock, fingers pressing into the other's thighs. ]
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I've not even prepared you yet, my love.
[ Estinien sucks some of his own fingers and shifts his body to press them against Aymeric's entrance. Not pushing in quite yet, testing to see how sensitive he is. ]
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Oh! Oh, Estinien... not even giving me time to... catch my breath, are you.
[he's smiling though]
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[ and now his fingers will push past that ring of muscle, he's not as delicate as normal, using one and then another shortly after to stretch him. ]
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Gods, but you mean to make me scream, don't you.
[one hand comes around to cup estinien's cheek, stroking it]
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You sound so good when you scream. How could I resist?
[ He angles his fingers, trying to pleasure and stretch him a bit deeper. ]
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[pressing his thumb to the corner of estinien's lip]
I--ah--expect no reprieve from you even if I beg. And I expect--mm!--my whole body shall feel it, hah, on the morrow.
[tilting his head back when estinien's fingers brush his prostate, savoring the stretch]
Ah... ah...!
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Mayhap the day after that too.
[ He pulls his fingers out carefully before finally sitting up on his knees to remove his underclothes completely. He is...painfully hard at this point. He won't tarry much longer, reaching into the drawers next to the bed to pull out some oil. Once his cock is sufficiently covered he will press it against Aymeric's entrance and press the head inside. ]
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Right there...
[it feels especially lewd to be doing this, but it's difficult to deny estinien when he's being so forward. aymeric lets out a long, deep breath as the tip slides into him, seguing into a soft moan]
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he braces himself on the bed and pushes his cock in until he is hilted. ]
Gods, Aymeric.
[ he starts his pace. firm thrusts of his hips. ]
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[despite himself, it's still a shock when estinien thrusts into him to the hilt, and aymeric can't help but cry out. it burns, yes, but it's the good sort of burn, feeling the heat of estinien's cock and his own body throb in tandem. he barely has a moment to recover before estinien's moving, and every thrust sends sparks up his spine and to the base of his still-sensitive cock. aymeric grabs estinien's shoulders, claws digging in, gasping]
By the Fury--oh, gods, Estinien--!
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[ He likes to hear how much Aymeric likes this. He likes to know when he is doing a decent job. His betrothed is also incredibly handsome when he moans and writhes like this. Estinien feels incredibly lucky.
He leans in, pace still unforgiving. Pressing his mouth to Aymeric's, and hard. ]
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he comes as close as he can manage to his betrothed, ducking his head down and running his tongue and teeth along his throat. ]
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Gods...!
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all the while his cock still delves into aymeric, estinien shuddering and growling low with pleasure. ]
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Estinien...! Gods, fuck, shite, do not stop, spill inside me, I beg you--!
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Fuck, Fury—gods you are mine.
[ his hand wraps around Aymeric’s cock. Pumping as quick as his thrusts, and a few beats after he slams into Aymeric fully, releasing with a shudder. ]
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[aymeric moans raggedly as he feels estinien spill himself, shuddering all over at the sensation. he whimpers when estinien's hand strokes his cock, entire body quivering from how close he is, and when he comes it's with a choked-off sob of relief, seguing into heavy breaths]
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You are so good. So good.
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Oh, Estinien... Estinien...
[smiles at him, weary but so, so fond]
I love you so.