[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]
[ 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. ]
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. ]
[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]
[ 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.
[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.
[ 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. ]
[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]
[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]
[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]
[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]
[ 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. ]
[aymeric lets out a howl at the bite, feeling something primal within him sigh in satisfaction, and he spills hotly within estinien's grip, gasping out his name]
[ just as quickly as aymeric howls, he buries himself deep inside. spilling inside of aymeric with a grunt. his hips moving until both of them are spent. ]
[aymeric feels dazed, sore all over but deliciously so. he groans softly when estinien finally stills, catching his breath. his fingers uncurl and gently move through estinien's hair, untangling it and petting him]
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Aymeric.
[ his impatience is going to catch him today. he's reaching and fumbling around for that bottle of oil they keep here. ]
I can prepare you, or can you not wait today?
[ the real question is if estinien can wait. ]
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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]
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Relax...
[ he rumbles out the command, pressing one finger in with zero patience. ]
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[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.
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[ 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. ]
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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]
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Estinien is never thorough about anything, except for this. ]
Aymeric, please....gods, I need to be inside of you.
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Take me, then. I'll not refuse you. I am yours, an ehsk.
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[ 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-!
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Yes...!
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Fuck, yes-!
[ he pushes back one of his legs, keeping him spread apart for him. ]
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Oh, gods, that's good.
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[ he leans over to kiss aymeric hard while he thrusts into him. Desperately searching for more contact. ]
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Mmmmh!
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Shite, you feel so fucking good. So good for me.
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Right there, please--!
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Estinien--!
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Mmm...
[a rumbling purr escapes his chest, pleased]
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You are so handsome with that face on, you know.
[ he purrs low in his ear, enjoying that hair petting. ]
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I'm sure I don't know what you mean. I only have the one face, you know.
[pet pet pet]
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Estinien...
[he's touched by estinien's sincerity, continuing to purr]
Stay inside me for just a bit longer.
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[ He relaxes, putting his head on Aymeric's shoulder. ]
We could fall asleep like this, though I am not certain if you would like such a thing.
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