TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU

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TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU

00. Arrival This time, you come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface and carrying you to shore. Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a rundown apartment, a tent on the beach, or a bed in the “comfortable” new barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. STARGAZER On the first night that new arrivals wash ashore, the moon rises. It's full and beautiful and surrounded by stars. The robots quickly bring old, dusty telescopes out of storage and line them up on the beach to help people get a truly spectacular view. "Look to the heavens! Behold, the chicken, the cat, the owl, the donkey!" It's... the cock, the pussy, the hooters, and the ass. For the rest of the night, characters will become fixated on the specific asset associated with the constellation they've gotten an eyeful of. Whether this leads to some body worship or just casual appreciation is up to you. You can learn about the stars and constellations later this month in some of the rare, non-pornographic books in the library. (More info will go up soon, so please be patient!) ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION An ancient courting ritual has been announced! It involves the give-and-take of candy hearts with slogans printed on them. Of course, since these hearts are being manufactured by robots, their sense of taste is a little... off? Or perhaps off-putting? "You'll do." "5/10." "Acceptable." "Sloppy Seconds." Receiving a negative heart makes one feel insecure, jealous, and submissive. "Be mine." "Nicest ass." "Swell bulge." "They're good lays, Bront." Receiving a positive heart will make one feel confident, boastful, and dominant. Your friendly neighborhood 'bots will give them out to anyone who asks - and maybe even those who don't. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Eat Or Dare The robots have set up a stall by the beach with a banner that reads: Eat Or Dare. They have procured bigger candy hearts than ever before -- fist-sized and larger -- with actions written on them instead of derogatory slogans. "Take a dive." "Lick me." "Get handsy." The name of the game is to follow the instructions or forfeit the challenge by making the evidence disappear into your mouth. Delicious! Those who eat the candy hearts will feel themselves getting giddy and unreasonably invested in the love affairs of others. They will feel compelled to play matchmaker to spread the cheer. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[blumenthal]

As anticipated, Vax's body is beautiful. He's all sleek muscle and gorgeous olive skin occasionally interrupted by scars from a no doubt dangerous, adventurous life. Though his unbuttoned tunic exposes his torso while still covering his arms, Caleb can't help but spare a thought for his own scars and how they might look to a stranger, especially in comparison. He has a few, a notable one near his sternum that he's had since Hupperdook, several more scattered across his body from various scrapes over the last year. But it's not those ones he's concerned about. It's the others: methodical, raised, ugly, and far too numerous for just his forearms.

Thankfully Vax'ildan doesn't let him dwell on this line of thinking for long. A warm hand closes over his cock, and even through layers of fabric it's enough to make Caleb swear softly. He bites a Zemnian curse out under his breath as his mind goes blank for a blessed few seconds, registering only pleasure and anticipation and attraction. Heat is spreading quickly through his body, blooming fastest in the places that Vax deigns to touch, especially with his mouth. Marks rise easily on Caleb's skin. Anywhere Vax has a mind to put one will show nicely, and Caleb gives particularly encouraging gasps at the application of teeth.

It's a matter of just a little coordinated shifting and tugging to remove his trousers. Despite the lack of a verbal exchange, the process is smooth and swift, probably because Vax is so attentive. For Caleb, taking his eyes off his face is nearly impossible, enraptured as he is by each questioning glance, the toss of his hair, the way his mouth trails over his skin. And the rush of sensation, bright and focused, just from the brush of his cheek. He can't answer fast enough.

"Yes," he says, voice tight. "I--yes." No one has done that for him yet, not here, so not--

Suffice to say, it's been a long time.

Caleb rests a hand against Vax's shoulder, close enough for his fingers to trace the line of his shoulder blade almost reverently. He wants to spend time exploring all the lines of Vax'ildan's body, memorizing them, burning them into his mind. An inky strand of hair slithers its way forward past where he has spread his fingers, and without even thinking about it Caleb guides it back into place.

[vaax]

caleb is responding well, and so further on vax is spurred. his own arousal comes from getting his partners off, and caleb's excitement goes right to vax's ego. he's smiling a little against his skin, taking in that familiar-yet-new scent of musk and sex, allowing his tongue to show the faintest bit of attention to the base of his cock.

there's a hand on his back, along his shoulder blade, and it causes a glance up, along the plane of caleb's stomach to his eyes. it's a short lived glance, but it's there nonetheless, reassuring vax'ildan that caleb is fine. those red cheeks and stuttered breaths tell him he's more than fine, so he closes his eyes and sets to work.

one thin hand takes caleb by the tip of his cock, holding it to his stomach to keep it out of the way. the touch isn't meant to arouse, but if it does, well. so be it. vax's mouth is the real star of this show, tonguing his way down caleb's hips to his balls. he noses just behind them and lays soft kisses there, just as he begins to work little circles with his fingers against caleb's tip.

the kisses behind his balls move up, tongue leaving a hot trail in his wake, until he's turned his head sideways to run his tongue along the underside of his new lover's arousal. at the tip, he frees him, then swipes his tongue over his slit to swallow the bead of precum he's drawn. already, his lips are a little swollen and reddening, shiny with spit, and he's not even gotten started.

his fingers don't let up their gentle, but consistent pace, tiny circles massaging just under his tip where he's sure he's the most sensitive. vax'ildan's mouth moves back to his base, tonguing the skin he finds there to match his fingers' light and relentless motions.

[blumenthal]

There is very little Vax'ildan could do at this point that wouldn't arouse him, voluntary or not. But it's definitely true that Caleb is distracted by his mouth again very quickly. The intimate progression of kisses and licks has him tensing, his stomach and thighs going taut and his breathing ticking up to an audible panting. If he wasn't completely hard before, he is by the time Vax's tongue licks up the underside of his cock, all the way up to the leaking tip.

It feels almost unbelievably good, and the way Vax looks doing it has Caleb's teeth scraping across his lower lip to stifle an open moan. He scrambles for something to grab onto. His left hand finds Vax's shoulder again and the right finds a pillow. Good, good--he can drag that behind him, because he won't be able to support himself at this rate, but he wants to keep watching Vax and his pretty brown eyes and slick red lips.

Caleb's hips twitch up involuntarily more than once with Vax's clever fingers playing over that sensitive spot just under the head of his cock. They've barely started, but Caleb is already wrecked, all flushed skin and flexing fingers and blue eyes gone dark with arousal. He can't help the soft noises he makes, grunts and gasps with practically every flick of that tongue against his base.

[vaax]

those deft fingers continue their ministrations, while affectionate tongue leaves hot, wet trails along his shaft. vax has sucked enough dick in his life to know that he's good at it, and caleb's little motions, the barely-there registers of pleasure are enough for vax.

until he looks up at caleb to see him biting that lip, stifling a moan, and now it isn't. now he wants to hear everything caleb has to give him, and he reaches up with his free hand to run curious fingers along his lips. he whispers against his cock, "make noise. i want to hear it. i want to know how good it feels."

vax'ildan changes his actions now, dedicating himself even more to his work. the hand that was working small circles gives him a few strokes to warm him up, and then vax's lips are wrapped around his tip, sucking softly. a glance to check on his lover, and then vax is dipping down on him, taking his length between his lips deeper, deeper. vax is about halfway down when he stops, then slides back off again. he sets a pace, consistent and slow, hopefully enough to drive caleb mad.

[blumenthal]

Vax gets his wish soon enough. Caleb's lips are still tingling faintly from the brush of Vax's fingers across them, simple but so intimate, when he takes him into his mouth. It's a kick of pure pleasure so strong that he can't help a low, throaty groan, head tipping back against the pillow he's arranged behind him. Vax's mouth feels better than anything he's had in what feels like forever, and the slow rhythm he sets has the effect he was going for and then some. It takes an immense amount of willpower and concentration to keep his hips from jumping up every time Vax sinks down on him, which means he isn't thinking about keeping his voice in check.

His whimpers and stuttered moans are Vax's reward. He's incredibly responsive, driven wild by even the smallest movements or touches. Caleb's hand moves to clutch closer to his neck, fingers digging into the meat of his shoulder. The other rests against his own thigh, curling and uncurling restlessly. Heat suffuses his body, climbing sharp and steady with the skillful application of Vax's lips and tongue. His balls feel tight already, and it's painfully obvious to him that he won't last long.

"Vax, Vax'ildan," he gasps. Thoroughly distracted by his building pleasure, he hardly knows what to say. Should he apologize? Beg him to keep going? "You are--this is--" Even his voice sounds strained, unsteady, and he doesn't finish that thought. He probably doesn't have to. The signs are glaringly obvious that if they continue at this rate, Caleb is going to come in his mouth very shortly.

[vaax]

caleb responds beautifully to vax's request, arching into his mouth, touching him everywhere. there's so much of him, his body is beautiful and hot and vax'ildan's focus is intent on the cock in his mouth. precome is swallowed with every upstroke, and on the downstroke, he massages his shaft with his tongue. he can feel those tell-tale signs, the twitches and the tightening of muscle, the way his cock flexes in his mouth, the surge of precome that tastes bitter on his tongue.

vax'ildan keeps up his work, his grip and his wet mouth working caleb nearly to his climax. when vax feels as though he's at his closest edge, he releases him abruptly, dropping him out of his mouth and releasing his hand. he gasps for air as his mouth is freed, his jaw still slack and lips swollen red. eyes stay trained on caleb, all while vax presses affectionate kisses to his thighs and his hips.

"not yet," he whispers, "i want to ride you, if you'll have me."

[blumenthal]

A familiar static tingling sensation spreads through Caleb's body as Vax continues to work him over with his mouth, bringing him all too swiftly to a point where Caleb is sure, so sure, that he's going to tip over the edge into the most incredible orgasm. It's so close, in reach, and his back bows up slightly as his whole body tenses, cock dripping precome onto Vax's tongue with every precursory pulse. His voice rises in wordless gasps, and just as he feels like he's about to hit that crest--nothing. Rather than the hot, wet suction of Vax's mouth, there is only a shock of cool air and a complete lack of touch. It's so unexpected and disappointing that Caleb outright whimpers. The denial feels almost painful when he'd been just about to come so hard. After a moment to catch his breath, he pries his hand off of the bedroll and runs it restlessly through his hair, dislodging much of it from its tie.

But Vax's offer has him drawing in a sharp breath a moment later, as pleasantly startled as he had been when he first lowered his mouth to his cock.

"If you--ja, gladly, if that is what you want," he stammers out, probably coming off as a little too eager. How could he possibly refuse an offer like that, especially when he's already been brought to the edge once and he's so hard it aches? He forces himself to try and breathe deep and even, thinking about this for Vax's sake as well. "But I--I am sorry if I prove to be...disappointing. You are so incredible, Vax'ildan, and I have not done anything so intense in a very long while." Both an apology and a confession, brows knit up in concern.

[vaax]

vax'ildan watches him respond, drinking in every twitch of his hips and his muscles. his cock is a beautiful bright pink, nearly dripping with arousal, but vax'ildan is aching to get it inside him. what fun would tonight be if caleb were to finish now? vax watches caleb loose his hair mostly from it's tie, but he wants to see it all, so he reaches out to take his hair down. the tie is slipped onto his wrist, and vax shifts to his knees.

the apology hits his heart. caleb has nothing to apologize for. it's been a while for vax'ildan, too, but he senses caleb might be more sensitive than he's letting on.

"don't apologize," he whispers, shifting to perch himself on caleb's hips. he intentionally positions his ass over caleb's cock, slowly rolling down against it to tease further. he gathers his dark hair and uses caleb's tie to bind it back into a long ponytail, then rests both palms on his chest.

something about caleb has him so enamored, so taken. the way his apology sounded was like he's used to having to explain himself, and he doesn't need that from him. he doesn't care if he's a quick shot (vax plans on mitigating that anyway), but he does care if it's enjoyable. isn't that what this is about, anyway?

"i think you're doing great."

[blumenthal]

It's cheeky of Vax to let his hair down and use the tie to pull his own back, but that's why Caleb likes it. His expression smooths and softens a little as Vax reassures him--and distracts him by settling over his cock. He grinds down enough to buoy the arousal still keeping Caleb on edge, but it's skillfully done; it just isn't enough, and Caleb's hands come to rest over Vax's thighs, squeezing at the lean muscle there.

Vax'ildan looks gorgeous and confident perched there over him. Caleb watches the slow roll of his hips, how the movement flows through his toned body, feels the weight of the hands on his chest pressing him down. He feels, deliciously, like he's entirely at Vax'ildan's mercy, and that thought by itself goes straight to his cock.

"I am just a little nervous," he admits breathlessly. "I want to be inside you very badly, but I want to be sure it is good for you also."

[vaax]

caleb.. oh, caleb, so thoughtful. vax can't stop the grin that spreads over his face, but he doesn't know immediately where it's coming from. there's something under his skin that makes him think, or it would, if his brain were in his head at the moment. his thoughts are elsewhere, on rolling caleb's cock between his cheeks to tease, on watching that redhead blush so sweet underneath him.

"then let me show you?" he offers, but he doesn't wait for an answer. vax takes caleb's hand and guides it to his own lips, where he kisses caleb's fingertips, slightly dirty from spell component usage. vax kisses them, then takes one into his mouth, followed by a second. for a few moments, he mimics his earlier motions on his lover's cock, sliding up and down, working his tongue against them, just to pop them free with a thin strand of saliva connecting them. next, he guides caleb's hand behind himself, to his hole, where he starts caleb on a slow massaging pattern.

he's sure he's given caleb all the hints he needs, so he removes his hands and places them on caleb's chest once again, lowering himself down to give caleb a better angle, and to kiss him with a hand on his cheek. the kiss, this time, while affectionate and warm, is playful, with a dip of his tongue and peppered kisses in between deeper ones.

"you can touch me anywhere you want."

[blumenthal]

The lids sink down halfway over Caleb's eyes the moment his fingertips brush Vax's lips. His own mouth falls open almost sympathetically, lower lip red and slightly swollen from where he'd been biting it. The sharp intake of breath that follows, when Vax sucks on first one and then a second finger, is enough to fill his chest, an audible hiss between his teeth. He swallows, throat working extra hard to combat the sudden dryness of his mouth. It's nearly as pretty as watching him suck his cock, though not nearly so satisfying. That's the point, he supposes.

When Vax is finished, his fingers are dripping with spit, which cools quickly against his skin even in the temperature-controlled atmosphere of his dome. Rubbing them between Vax's legs certainly serves to combat that, though. Even when Vax'ildan's guiding touch leaves him, his slick fingertips continue to rub in a slow circle around his rim, taking his time acquainting Vax with his touch and spreading the saliva from his fingers. No matter how long it has been, Caleb is no novice, and he is well aware of what to do from here. His hands may be a little rougher than the average magic-user, with his frequent use of a variety of sometimes harsh material components, and callouses on his thumb and forefinger from writing and copying.

He's proud that he doesn't lose concentration on what his hand is doing when Vax kisses him again, but perhaps he has being a wizard to thank for that as well. "Okay. Sehr gut," he murmurs after, dazed and a little tentative, but clearly pleased to be given explicit permission, a small smile flickering over his lips and staying there. His other hand splays further over Vax's thigh, following it up to his hip, where his thumb smooths over a hip bone. Between his legs, his index finger presses with a little pressure against the center of his hole. Not nearly enough to push in, but testing to see just how slow he'll need to take it.

"How does this feel, Vax'ildan?" He asks gently, and his voice almost seems to soften around Vax's name. "I am sure that there is proper oil stored here for this purpose. Not that I do not appreciate your method," he adds quickly, with a teasing warmth that qualifies as carefully flirtatious. "But for anything more than fingers..." He trails off, allowing Vax to finish the thought himself as teeth scrape across his lower lip again.

[vaax]

caleb is gentle with him, giving a soft touch that vax is expecting. he isn't expecting the expert motions, as though this is far from his first experience. it shouldn't surprise him, and yet.

it's nice seeing him like this, though. he's gathered from caleb already that he isn't someone who opens up easily, who lays himself on display like this for others. this is a privilege to have him here. he can tell by the look on his face that he hasn't come this far in a long time, that it's rare. it's an opportunity that he isn't going to squander. caleb trusts him to some level, and vax'ildan... hesitates.

this feels like shaun. this feels like that same quiet comfort, that intimacy that vax'ildan had grown so accustomed to. he never found it in anyone again, until now. it's less intense than it was with shaun, though-- that was more of a lifelong trust, and this is momentary, but the swelling in his chest is the same. it forces vax to slow down, to enjoy the soft massage at his hole.

caleb mentions lube and vax pulls from his thoughts gently, like rising from sleep under a soft light. he doesn't realize he has a dopey grin on his face, even as he responds to those curious presses with moans of approval and soft hums. "you mean for your cock?" he teases, a free hand reaching between them to drag naturally light fingertips up his shaft. "if you have it, then i'll take it. until then, i think i want those fingers."

[blumenthal]

They've barely known each other an hour, and already Caleb feels like he could fall for that grin. There is something so raw and honest about Vax that eats away at his defenses. The fact that they've gotten here so quickly is proof enough of that. The amount of trust they are placing in one another is dizzying--for his part, at least. Really, he has no idea whether or not this is common for Vax'ildan, because he doesn't really know Vax'ildan, but it certainly isn't for him.

"That is what I mean," Caleb confirms, which is entirely unnecessary, but in his defense he's very distracted by Vax's fingers teasing over him. Even that light touch is enough to make him shudder. The sounds Vax has been making are even more enticing, encouraging him to start pressing that slick finger up into him--so he does. He's careful, but his finger sinks steadily past that tight rim into the heat of Vax's body, all the way past the first knuckle, then the second. When he can't push up any further, he slowly withdraws to repeat the process again with more confidence.

Gods, it's been so long since he's done this, and Vax feels so soft and hot inside. Imagining him sinking down on his cock like this is almost unfathomable. Caleb's other hand squeezes restlessly at his hip--but he'd been told he could touch him anywhere he wanted. And it's so easy to trail from there down to take his shaft in a loose grip, dragging up as his finger presses in. "Tell me when you want more," he urges, perhaps the firmest request he's made yet.

[vaax]

that comfortable feeling in his chest stays there, resting easily in his center. it stays there, smoldering and keeping him warm while he offers caleb soft whines of affirmation. the intrusion feels wonderful, and that warmth in his chest begins to spread to the rest of him as caleb pleasures him with that gentle, slow hand.

caleb touches his cock now, too, and vax cries out, a little louder than he intended. the touch was unexpected, but it sends shivers down his spine, and vax can only think to reciprocate his appreciation by kissing him. vax'ildan slides one arm behind caleb, around his shoulders to hold him closer, while the other cups his cheek. the kiss is excited, hungry, and a little needy, evidenced by love bites to caleb's lips and teasing his tongue with his own. between breaths, he moans into caleb's mouth, enjoying being fucked by caleb's fingers as long as he can have them.

he's given an order, and vax defaults to obey, nodding quickly. "i want more," comes his immediate response, like he's been gnashing at the bit to say it. it tumbles from him, just like the moans he can't hold back anymore. "i do. i want more."

he feels so nice already, how much better could it get? vax'ildan wants to be stretched, prepared for what's to come. he's kept caleb on the edge thus far, and having that thick cock press so teasingly against his thigh only makes him eager to take it inside his hole. to tease him further, to keep him right on that line.

[blumenthal]

Even without any direct contact with his cock, Vax's kiss alone could ensure that he remains full and aching, balancing on an edge of just not enough. The way Vax kisses him, moans against his mouth, is almost desperate, and Caleb feels his own desires reflected back to him. He gets lost in the heady slide of wet lips and tongues and the scrape of teeth, encouraged and emboldened by Vax's clear enthusiasm. He makes it clear how badly he wants this, how badly he wants Caleb, and Caleb is going to give him everything he can.

His hands work diligently and skillfully as they kiss, pumping Vax's cock with slow, even strokes and sliding a second finger into his ass alongside the first. The stretch must be worth it, because Vax is demanding more almost as quickly as he can, and the two fingers fucking him are sliding with relative ease in and out of his hole even as Caleb curls and uncurls them inside him.

"Good, good. You're taking it so well." He's breathless with some mixture of awe and gratitude and arousal. "In there," he says, and to avoid having to stop the motion of either hand, he tilts his head briefly in the direction he means. The small case containing the robot-supplied bare essentials sits innocuously within reach of the bedroll. "There should be something to use for--for lubrication."

[vaax]

there's something so intimate about a kiss. the way their kiss is all tongue with the occasional brush of lips and dragging teeth is so terribly private, and vax'ildan is so grateful for the presence of the dome. it allows a new kind of privacy and openness, all at once. the safe space to allow such intimacy in the first place.

caleb issues praise and vax's heart nearly stops in his chest. that bubbling warmth in his hips broils and bubbles at the encouragement, forcing a persistent dribble of precome to escape his tip. it would have leaked further if caleb weren't touching him so insistently, giving him more lubricant to keep that hand in motion. caleb's words make vax drop from the kiss, lowering his forehead to caleb's shoulder instead to take what he's giving.

when he's sure he might resort to begging for caleb's cock, the wizard points out lube, so vax'ildan swings one hand over caleb's shoulder to retrieve the oil. vial in hand, vax gives caleb one more kiss, that same intimately hungry kiss he's been sharing, then rocks his weight back so he can raise to his knees.

"sit back, caleb," comes vax's own encouragement, pressing one hand to his chest to keep him in place. "i'll take care of you."

oil is drizzled into his palm, and then vax catches caleb's cock in both of his hands, using his thumbs to massage the underside while he gives gentle strokes. he's mindful of how dangerously close caleb had been to coming down his throat, so he doesn't give him too much just yet. just enough. just. enough.

when he's satisfied with his lube job, vax is back up again, straddling caleb's hips. with a reassuring smile, and a hand on caleb's chest once more as if to anchor, vax slowly lowers himself down. the tip of his cock his still warm and now wet, and vax's jaw goes slack as he moans, long and drawn out, sustaining through himself sinking further still. the stretch would burn if it didn't feel so nice, filling him so nicely in places he hasn't felt in what must be years.

"caleb," comes his breathy gasp, his head tilting back while his hips finally still once he's entirely seated on the wizard's length. raven hair, still gathered in its ponytail, tumbles down his back while he gives quiet gasps and pants, hissing through teeth and trying to adjust to the new size.

[blumenthal]

Vax promises to take care of him, and in what is certainly one of the most erotic displays Caleb has witnessed to date, he does just that. There are times when Caleb is especially glad for his perfect recall, and this is one of them. He's going to treasure the image of Vax's nimble hands slicking up his cock and the way he looks when he sinks down onto it; the weight of his hand on his chest holding him down, the extended moan he sustains throughout, and his almost rapturous expression, like he can't quite believe how good it feels to be filled.

And that's to say nothing of how it feels to be enveloped in him. Feeling him around his fingers had been nothing in comparison. Vax's ass is warm, freshly slick, and vicelike, and in the moment Caleb would swear that he has never felt anything so good around his dick. His restless hands find desperate purchase at the crux of Vax's hips and thighs, and Caleb outright whimpers at the sound of his own name. His gaze roves shamelessly over Vax, from his expression to the way his dark hair looks against his skin to the way precome starts to well again at the tip of his cock.

With Vax settled on his hips, his length pressed all the way to the root inside him, Caleb can feel every twitch of his body, every clench of muscles around him as he adjusts. The sheer intimacy of it is staggering.

"Oh," he manages to breathe. Caleb's voice sounds raw, cracked open, even to his own ears. "The way you feel, Vax'ildan..." Desperately sincere blue eyes search Vax's face and long red hair spreads across the pillow under him. "Slowly, please," he begs, "otherwise I will not last." In all honesty he probably won't anyway, even if they do take their time. The intensity of it all is overwhelming, especially when he'd already been so close to coming in Vax's mouth.

[vaax]

the stretch is difficult to accommodate, at first. the pain, for a moment, is nearly too much to bear, despite the need to chase that feeling and take caleb deeper still. so instead of lifting himself up and starting his motions that way, he chooses instead to roll his hips, forward, back again. it's a slow motion, one that vax gives careful consideration to. he's hyperaware of caleb's quick shot, building just in his hips, so when he rolls his own, he's intentional and careful.

strong thighs straddle caleb's hips, holding them close together to keep caleb still while vax attempts to move. it gets easier with each roll to follow that instinct, to chase the sweet burn, and the pain begins to ebb into a deeper pleasure than he's felt thus far.

"oh, caleb..." falls the next sweet nothing, caleb's name being the only real thing he could muster to say. his thoughts are wiped blank the moment he has them, erased by the pleasure that teases and taunts him like this. caleb's cock feels huge inside of him, and vax decides he wants more of it. now. immediately.

so the anchor on caleb's chest will stay there for a little longer, while vax'ildan shifts his weight from his hips, rolling slowly, to his thighs, where he lifts himself up and drops back down with an agonizingly slow tease. he knows if he moves too fast, it'll spell the end, and vax'ildan wants this to last as long as he can. caleb is trusting him, and vax will be damned if he's going to ruin that trust. he's done that enough in his life, and this is a better place to start than any with keeping his friends close.

"you feel huge," he says, breathy and with a soft laugh, "and i want more of you. i want you closer." i feel like i can't get you close enough.

[blumenthal]

There are no demands made of Vax at all as he adjusts. Caleb feels incredibly lucky to have even gotten this far, and as much as his hips feel restless, eager to rock up into the tight clutch of Vax's body, he remains resolutely still. Chasing his own pleasure is probably a bad idea anyway, when he's so sure that the act of Vax seeking his will push him over the edge too fast as it is. But it's so difficult to resist when Vax is the best thing he's felt in ages, and he's moaning his name like that.

His eyes flutter closed and then open again, and Vax can no doubt feel the rise and fall of his chest beneath his hand as he takes gasping, panting breaths when the half-elf begins to move. The roll of his hips is so paced and deliberate that Caleb feels restless, pleasure wrung from him gradually, almost agonizingly slow as Vax fucks himself on his cock. He loves being ridden, being held down and made to take what he's given, but he wants Vax nearer, in his arms, wants to hold onto him and keep him.

He has no idea what to do with that comment at all--other than deny it, because he's well aware that for a human, he's average at best--so instead he takes it in stride with a shaky exhale, almost a laugh to mirror Vax's. His heart aches in a way that's pleasant, for once, as his longing to be closer is apparently mirrored in Vax'ildan, and therefore allowed, perhaps even easily achieved.

"May I...will you let me sit up? I want to hold you."

There's something delicate in the way he asks, like he's steeling himself to be turned down, even if Vax had just expressed a similar desire.

[vaax]

vax rolls his hips just a touch faster, enjoying the comfortable but eager pace he's begun to set. his head tilts forward again to check in with caleb, then rocks back again as the pleasure becomes too much to focus on him alone. he's no stranger to sex like this, clinging to caleb's chest as he begins to lose himself, to let his thoughts go blank. his breath shortens and starts to come in desperate pants, some that devolve into moans, but it all comes to halt when caleb makes a gentle request.

who would vax be if he said no to that?

he laughs, breathy and genuine, a little surprised at such an intimate need. not that he didn't feel the same, but... caleb is asking, and it's touching. it means a lot.

"yeah," he says, still grinning, "yeah."

vax carefully slides up and off (nnh, oh--), then adjusts his position so he can pull caleb up. a surge of affection courses through him, and vax'ildan leans in to caleb, catching him in a deep kiss that bleeds adoration from his lips.

"don't let go," he requests in return, whispering into his mouth, before he's climbing into caleb's lap and sinking back down on his length, slowly, slowly.

oh, fuck. this position seems to change everything about their coupling. the position hits vax so much deeper, pressing intently against his prostate, all while caleb's chest is flush with his own. his cheek rests against vax's collarbone, rough with his beard on vax's skin, and his breath is gone from him again.

vax starts to move carefully, though the position makes it difficult to lift too far from his hips. it's alright-- he likes it deeper, anyway. shallow little bounces are all vax can manage, but it's more than enough, dropping his jaw and creating stuttered moans that fall from his mouth like water.

"yes, caleb, yes..."

[blumenthal]

Caleb's relief mingles with pleasant surprise at Vax's eagerness. He smiles, only wincing a little when he lifts off his cock. That feeling is only temporary. Soon he's sitting up straight, kissing Vax sweetly and promising, "I won't."

The slow slide back in is just as good a second time--better even, now that Vax is so close their skin brushes everywhere. His arms wrap around his waist, keeping him close, and his beard brushes over smooth skin as he leans in to press affectionate kisses along the elegant curve of Vax'ildan's throat, groaning softly as he begins to ride him in earnest.

It's so good like this. His cock barely leaves the heat of Vax's ass, burying deep inside him every time he rocks down. Vax's moans are encouraging, and he has to stop peppering kisses over his skin to lean back and look up at him. With an arm curled around him, Caleb raises his other hand to his face, cradling his cheek in a gentle palm before sliding fingers back into his hair. There had been a strong connection before, but this is even more intimate. He can feel Vax's cock brushing his stomach as he rocks in his lap, the slick head leaving trails over his skin. He can look into his eyes from a mere few inches away. He can lean up and kiss him with very little effort--which is precisely what he does, fingers tightening reflexively in his hair as he parts his lips to slide his tongue over Vax's.

[vaax]

vax'ildan has lost himself already in the tight burning stretch of caleb's cock inside of him, his focus now only on chasing his own orgasm through the shallow bounces and rolls he can manage in caleb's lap. his lover's arousal presses so neatly, so perfectly into his spot like this that it's nearly impossible to hold still against it, until there's a hand on his cheek, and vax opens his eyes to find caleb gazing back.

the ice blue shocks his system for a moment, enough to pull him out of his chase and make his focus shift. caleb stares up at him like vax hung the moon and the stars in the sky, so intently and so caring that leaning in to meet him halfway into the kiss feels only natural. vax doesn't stop rocking against caleb, repetitive little thrusts that keep him moaning into caleb's mouth. the kiss, though, shifts his attention away from himself, a feat that he hadn't yet experienced. shaun was always intent on keeping the focus on vax, while keyleth didn't know how to distract him from his own pleasure. caleb, though, sends fire through his nerves, and makes vax keenly aware of every part of caleb's body.

those freckles, in particular, draw his attention when they part. they dot his cheeks like stars, and vax cups his face, running his thumb over a starry cheekbone. against his cock, caleb's stomach goes soft and taut with every roll, until it tightens entirely, and vax realizes that he might have driven caleb too close to an edge.

so he stops, his eyes lingering on those blues, his hands holding the stars in his fingers with care. his hips come to an abrupt stop, seating himself fully and keeping caleb in kissing distance.

"not yet."

[blumenthal]

By the time their lips part, Vax is his whole world. The taste of him on his lips, the warmth in his brown eyes, the cool, soft slide of his hair between his fingers, the hands cupping his face, the hot-tight squeeze of his body around his cock. Caleb's breath hitches, and gods, gods, that friction feels so good. Every time Vax's hips roll Caleb feels something in him wind a little tighter. It's easy to recognize the feeling for what it is: he's getting close again.

He thinks of warning Vax, but it's all he can do to moan softly, looking up at his face, holding him, being held, and the feeling is rising so quickly he feels like the crest is already right there, if Vax just keeps moving--

Except he doesn't. Vax'ildan sinks down onto him all the way to the root (so good) and stops. The tension in the pause is palpable. Caleb groans, fighting hard to hold back even as Vax denies him release for the second time tonight. He wants to last for Vax's sake, but that doesn't make the experience any less jarring. The peak he'd been just on the verge of has him tense all over, balls drawn up tight, but Vax's stillness ensures that there isn't enough stimulation to bring him over. Caleb's jaw drops and his eyes flicker closed. His chest heaves.

"Scheisse, scheisse," he finds himself whimpering, clinging tight to Vax. He isn't quite coherent enough to realize he's just spoken in Zemnian. "Please, Vax'ildan. Bitte."

[vaax]

vax keeps his eyes on caleb, watching for an orgasm that doesn't come. that desperation is a little hot, but on the other hand, he doesn't want to keep caleb waiting for too long. it's fun to play and it's fun to stretch his limits, though, so.

with his handfuls of stars, vax'ildan slowly moves his hand down caleb's cheek to his throat, where thin fingers match the curve of his neck. he doesn't apply any pressure, but he doesn't move his hand away. he might be riding caleb, but he enjoys this play of control, the subtle reminders that he's the one setting the pace, pulling quiet begs from caleb in his native tongue. vax's hole aches with the stretch of caleb inside him, and he could easily start bouncing in his lap again relentlessly and push him over that edge, finally. it wouldn't take much effort, either, not with him soft and pliant and needy under his hand like this.

caleb is hot like this, and that's when vax decides he wants to do it again. he wants caleb to fall apart underneath him before he can come. so, with his hand still firmly placed on caleb's throat, vax lifts his hips, and starts an agonizingly slow pace.

"talk to me, caleb," he whispers to him, against his jawline. "tell me how i feel."

[blumenthal]

It's a good thing that Vax waits to trail his hand down--naturally, almost casually--to lay it over his neck, or Caleb probably would have come already. He makes his surprised, needy little noise, and his throat bobs against Vax's hand. Though his grip doesn't impede his air in the least, Caleb still feels his chest tighten. His breathing is already ragged, and just the implication, the possibility, is much more exciting than he ever would have expected. He shudders, clutches Vax against him as he starts moving again far too slowly, pushed to the brink and loving that sweet ache despite himself.

And Vax wants him to talk like this? It's enough to ask him to form coherent, linear thoughts, much less voice them. But for Vax, he'll try. He is beginning to get the sense that there is a lot he would do to try to please him.

"I can't--I can't begin to say how incredible you feel." His voice sounds tight, strained, and his words are interrupted by more than one soft whimper. How does one describe something so close to perfection? He can't possibly capture the way Vax looks, his lean, powerful form and sharp handsome features and swath of long dark hair, the way he sounds, somehow both encouraging and little mean, and the way he so confidently wraps his hand around his throat and fucks himself on Caleb's cock like he's doing it just to tease.

There's a little upward shift of Caleb's hips, entirely unwitting, when Vax sinks down on him, like he's too eager, too impatient to be inside him again to wait. His head tilts against Vax's, seeking the brush of his lips against the scruff on his jaw. "Perfect," he murmurs, because if he can't find any other words, he might as well use that one. "You feel perfect."