[ Even for his lack of experience, it is quickly becoming evident that Kaeya's reputation is well-earned.
He twists Albedo around his finger with seemingly little effort, and were his senses more put together, Albedo might even feel a bit sheepish for how swiftly Kaeya pulls him apart. But there is nothing that matters right now except for Kaeya - Albedo's whole world is narrowed to him, to his hands and mouth, to the glint in his starry eye. Never has one person so wholly occupied his attention, but once again, he has never experienced anything like this before.
In the back of his mind, he knows what is coming, yet he is still wholly unprepared for the delicate, indulgent precision with which Kaeya undresses his lower half, first with his fingers, and then, his mouth - gods, his mouth. His silver tongue grants him not power with pretty words, and as Kaeya frees his cock from his underclothes, Albedo's shoulder blades arch off the bed, his face wild and flushed, watching utterly enraptured as Kaeya's tongue glides beneath the length of him.
He whines, sharp and breathless on the quiet night air, his fingers tightening further in the blankets and Kaeya's hair both, fingernails biting into skin. He will apologize for this later, when he's had a chance to calm down, but right now, he can't control himself. Kaeya's tongue is so slick and hot, but leaves his cock quickly cooling when he pauses to ask his question.
Kaeya scarcely has the question out when Albedo is shuddering out an unsteady: ]
Yes. Gods, yes...please. Taste me. Indulge in me.
[ His expression is twisted up tight with pleasure, but Albedo still watches him through his sharp blue eyes, pupils blown wide from sheer, ardent need. ]
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He twists Albedo around his finger with seemingly little effort, and were his senses more put together, Albedo might even feel a bit sheepish for how swiftly Kaeya pulls him apart. But there is nothing that matters right now except for Kaeya - Albedo's whole world is narrowed to him, to his hands and mouth, to the glint in his starry eye. Never has one person so wholly occupied his attention, but once again, he has never experienced anything like this before.
In the back of his mind, he knows what is coming, yet he is still wholly unprepared for the delicate, indulgent precision with which Kaeya undresses his lower half, first with his fingers, and then, his mouth - gods, his mouth. His silver tongue grants him not power with pretty words, and as Kaeya frees his cock from his underclothes, Albedo's shoulder blades arch off the bed, his face wild and flushed, watching utterly enraptured as Kaeya's tongue glides beneath the length of him.
He whines, sharp and breathless on the quiet night air, his fingers tightening further in the blankets and Kaeya's hair both, fingernails biting into skin. He will apologize for this later, when he's had a chance to calm down, but right now, he can't control himself. Kaeya's tongue is so slick and hot, but leaves his cock quickly cooling when he pauses to ask his question.
Kaeya scarcely has the question out when Albedo is shuddering out an unsteady: ]
Yes. Gods, yes...please. Taste me. Indulge in me.
[ His expression is twisted up tight with pleasure, but Albedo still watches him through his sharp blue eyes, pupils blown wide from sheer, ardent need. ]