[ In the back of his drunk, pleasure-addled brain, Albedo can't help but find that amusing - has Kaeya really been flirting with him lately? Of course it would escape his notice. Albedo wouldn't know if someone was hitting on him if they hit him with a ton of bricks. Attraction and romance are things that have long been far from his mind.
And granted...this doesn't seem to be romance. Kaeya isn't romancing him, taking him home and fucking into his hand like this. It needn't mean anything more. Maybe tomorrow, Albedo will regret this decision, when clarity and sobriety have set in, but the things he's felt, done, the things they might yet do...they're experiences every human should have, are they not? Is there really anything wrong with taking this opportunity to fool around, when it was presented to him on a silver platter? By someone so handsome, who knows what he's doing?
No, he doesn't think he will come to regret it at all. ]
Mmn...you're dripping all over my hand...
[ Perhaps a mere observation, but Albedo makes it because it is wonderfully hot, and makes his stomach clench tight. Each dribble over his fingers is a testament to how close Kaeya is, and it is a marvel that he has had anything to do with it.
He pulls quicker, harder, hooking one of his thighs over Kaeya's side for leverage, mouthing at Kaeya's cheekbone, whimpering softly. ]
Will you come for me?
[ He wants to experience the way it feels to have Kaeya erupt against his fingers, to hear him spill free, to lose himself in the sound of his ragged breathing. Rich, new, intimate experiences, all for him. ]
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And granted...this doesn't seem to be romance. Kaeya isn't romancing him, taking him home and fucking into his hand like this. It needn't mean anything more. Maybe tomorrow, Albedo will regret this decision, when clarity and sobriety have set in, but the things he's felt, done, the things they might yet do...they're experiences every human should have, are they not? Is there really anything wrong with taking this opportunity to fool around, when it was presented to him on a silver platter? By someone so handsome, who knows what he's doing?
No, he doesn't think he will come to regret it at all. ]
Mmn...you're dripping all over my hand...
[ Perhaps a mere observation, but Albedo makes it because it is wonderfully hot, and makes his stomach clench tight. Each dribble over his fingers is a testament to how close Kaeya is, and it is a marvel that he has had anything to do with it.
He pulls quicker, harder, hooking one of his thighs over Kaeya's side for leverage, mouthing at Kaeya's cheekbone, whimpering softly. ]
Will you come for me?
[ He wants to experience the way it feels to have Kaeya erupt against his fingers, to hear him spill free, to lose himself in the sound of his ragged breathing. Rich, new, intimate experiences, all for him. ]