I certainly am.. you've got me so hot, Chief Alchemist.
[ if he really wanted to, kaeya knows that he could last longer, draw this out, but he's close enough and he doesn't want to, he wants to let this ride out naturally, to reach his peak and spill against those pretty, lily white hands - especially once albedo ups the pace. soon enough he's jerking kaeya off quickly, squeezing, and kaeya is groaning, panting, the snap of his hips coming more and more erratically.
will you come for me, he says in that soft, delicate voice of his, whimpering so needily - kaeya can contain himself no longer. his breath catches, warm pleasure cresting, crashing like a breaking wave over his body, and kaeya comes. he spills in thick ropes of sticky fluid, his hips jerking forward, quick and staccato, a jumble of words on his tongue - yes and good, albedo, gods, please —
it's been quite some time since kaeya has had such a satisfying orgasm, since he's had the time to enjoy himself like this, with another person, with someone he's lusted after for quite awhile. his feelings toward albedo were by no means obsessive, but still present enough for kaeya to experience them every time they crossed paths, every time albedo spoke to him so painfully politely in that soft, tender voice. now kaeya has him, pinned like a spread butterfly beneath him, those gentle hands of his now slick with kaeya's spend, beautifully debauched. it takes some effort for kaeya to remain upright on his elbows, and his arms are trembling by the time he turns his head to capture albedo's mouth in a hot, greedy kiss.
he wants more. of course he wants more. he craves it already, deep in his core, but for now kaeya is satisfied, his hips still rocking into the obscene wet circle of albedo's fingers. ]
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[ if he really wanted to, kaeya knows that he could last longer, draw this out, but he's close enough and he doesn't want to, he wants to let this ride out naturally, to reach his peak and spill against those pretty, lily white hands - especially once albedo ups the pace. soon enough he's jerking kaeya off quickly, squeezing, and kaeya is groaning, panting, the snap of his hips coming more and more erratically.
will you come for me, he says in that soft, delicate voice of his, whimpering so needily - kaeya can contain himself no longer. his breath catches, warm pleasure cresting, crashing like a breaking wave over his body, and kaeya comes. he spills in thick ropes of sticky fluid, his hips jerking forward, quick and staccato, a jumble of words on his tongue - yes and good, albedo, gods, please —
it's been quite some time since kaeya has had such a satisfying orgasm, since he's had the time to enjoy himself like this, with another person, with someone he's lusted after for quite awhile. his feelings toward albedo were by no means obsessive, but still present enough for kaeya to experience them every time they crossed paths, every time albedo spoke to him so painfully politely in that soft, tender voice. now kaeya has him, pinned like a spread butterfly beneath him, those gentle hands of his now slick with kaeya's spend, beautifully debauched. it takes some effort for kaeya to remain upright on his elbows, and his arms are trembling by the time he turns his head to capture albedo's mouth in a hot, greedy kiss.
he wants more. of course he wants more. he craves it already, deep in his core, but for now kaeya is satisfied, his hips still rocking into the obscene wet circle of albedo's fingers. ]