[ Would that Albedo could offer some smoldering language of his own, but he can only speak to what he feels, observes. Perhaps that is enough, if Kaeya finds his way of speaking of things attractive, and if his own pleasure helps as well, then that's all the better.
The way made deliriously easy now by Kaeya's precome, Albedo continues to work his fingers over his cock, his confidence growing with each stroke, following the rhythm of what seems to please his partner the most, what makes his cock twitch beneath Albedo's careful touch. ]
H-have you?
[ He sounds a little breathless - still from his orgasm, yes, but also because of the effect those words have on him. His heart flutters, wrapping his mind about the idea that there was something...premeditated about this. Kaeya did not merely bring him home because they were drunk together at a party and gumdrops wanted them to kiss?
Heat burgeons anew in his stomach, his cheeks flaring with warmth. It's terribly flattering, to know that the Calvary Captain has wanted him before this night, has imagined what it might be like to be with him. It's the sort of thing Albedo has never considered wanting to hear before, and yet here he is, reveling in this new information. ]
Did you think about...the rest? What I might look like, if you undressed me? If you took me in your mouth and made me come?
[ ...Perhaps he does alright with the dirty talk, when he leans into it. ]
[ kaeya wonders, perhaps, if it might be a little too much to reveal such information, but.. albedo seems to take to it nicely enough, he even seems quite interested, which is enough to make kaeya laugh softly, breathlessly. ]
I've tried to be.. respectful.
[ he admits, and honestly! kaeya does his best to leave real people out of his fantasies when he can, to respect people as people and not simple sex objects, but to say that albedo hasn't sneaked his way into a few wouldn't be entirely truthful. kaeya's always found him beautiful, and intriguing, but surely he can't be the only one, can he? albedo is lovely, even if he doesn't seem to realize it, or even think about it.
still rocking his hips, kaeya dips to drag kisses along albedo's jaw, panting against the shell of his ear, whispering. ]
But.. I've certainly wanted you for quite some time. A shame all of my open flirtation always bounced right off of you - ah -
[ kaeya's hips twitch, precome drooling over albedo's knuckles, his body tensing. ]
[ 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. ]
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. ]
[ The effect it has on him to hear his name uttered in Kaeya's voice gone rough with pleasure is unparalleled.
Albedo is so caught up in it, and in the play of ecstasy over Kaeya's face as he comes, that he almost doesn't register the seed spilling over his fingers and onto his belly, hot and sticky with a sharp, tangy scent. Almost, because it would be hard to miss, even enthralled as he is by Kaeya's satisfaction, even as focused as he is on pulling every drop of pleasure from him that he can. He does not still his hand until Kaeya's hips slow, and even then, his fingers remain curled around his cock, thumb dragging up and down the underside of his length while they kiss, sloppy and wet.
Exhaling against Kaeya's lips, his free hand cups at Albedo's jaw, tongue flickering into Kaeya's mouth as he groans. Every inch of him feels flayed open, oversensitive and exposed, and to be certain, he has never been quite so vulnerable with anyone before. This is something else entirely, to lie half-naked on a companion's bed, pinned beneath their sated body. ]
Mmm...Kaeya...
[ He whines softly to Kaeya's lips, his eyes fluttering shut, one leg still flung over his hip, holding him close. It's apparent that Albedo has no intention of going anywhere anytime soon. ]
[ albedo does not intend to move, and neither does kaeya.
the pleasure, warm and welcome, continues to roll over him in ebbing and flowing waves, licking at his insides like hot tongues, and kaeya sighs into their kiss, murmuring low and soft, taking the time to simply enjoy the myriad sensations that wash over him. it was only a handjob, but it certainly felt good, albedo's hands so soft, something delectably filthy about knowing that he's never done this before, that it's entirely new. and even as the bliss begins to subside, albedo's hand continues to work, his thumb coasting along the underside of kaeya's sensitive cock, toying with him until his hips twitch forward.
kaeya breaks the kiss, his breathing still rough and worn, and he nudges their noses gently together, very much enjoying the sound of his name on albedo's tongue. ]
Good?
[ he asks, through a grin, before kaeya is shifting, rolling onto his side and gathering albedo up in his long arms, sighing when the strain is taken off of his shoulders. ]
[ Kaeya enjoys hearing it, and Albedo enjoys saying it, the shape of it in his mouth, riding his voice in that breathless way that he has never uttered another person's name before. Not even when he has touched himself in the past, he never thought of another as his object of affection. It merely never occurred to him, never seemed to fit into place with who he was.
He has missed out on a great deal in his oversight, it seems.
As Kaeya rolls him over onto his side and pulls him into his warm arms, Albedo curls his hands against Kaeya's broad chest, reveling in the unfamiliar sensation of bare skin against his own, of being so near another person. It's...odd, but not unwelcome. It's a shock just how comfortable it is. ]
Good.
[ He murmurs in response, nudging his nose against Kaeya's neck, mouthing at his skin, tasting his salt and sweat. ]
[ kaeya hums at the feel of those hands against his chest, smoothing over warm, bare skin; it's been too long since he last enjoyed something like this, especially with someone he's been interested in for a long while. albedo has captivated him nearly since the first moment they met - how could kaeya not be interested?
especially when albedo mouths at his throat like that, earning a low, soft purr from kaeya. ]
You're doing quite well for yourself as well. I wouldn't have thought you'd never done anything like this before.
[ it's still a little thrilling, to know he's been the first somehow, to know that albedo has never touched anyone before him. would that kaeya could say the same for him, but.. alas. lifting one hand, kaeya tucks his knuckles beneath albedo's chin to tip that pretty face upward, so kaeya can lean in for another kiss, this one slow and languid, warm and deep. ]
[ What an odd compliment to be paid - and it's unlike anything he's been complimented on before, though he's been told before that he's good with his hands. Just...not quite in this way. It's a relief to know that Kaeya...enjoyed himself, too.
But then again, there wouldn't be this mess between their bodies if he hadn't. ]
I suppose I was just following my intuition.
[ Which isn't the easiest thing for him, either. He tends to overthink and overanalyze, but when it came to physical matters, instinct took hold. It still is, even now that he's been satisfied, though there's no doubt that he has the alcohol in his system to thank for at least some of that.
Following the guide of Kaeya's fingertips, Albedo gazes into the other man's eye, heat bubbling just beneath the surface of his skin as their lips meet. His eyes flutter shut, and he exhales into the kiss, arms winding around Kaeya's shoulders to hold tight to him.
[ well, that intuition of his certainly didn't fail him. albedo did well. well enough that kaeya wonders if he won't feel.. a little guilty, tomorrow, when all of this ends and they return to their lives. he certainly hopes that albedo won't think this is anything more than what it is - simple, sweet pleasure - but kaeya has been careful not to offer any more than he intends to give, and he can only hope that albedo understands that.
but.. that's not for them to be worrying about right now. not when albedo is warm against him, his arms coiling around kaeya's shoulders. such things are for them to navigate in the future.
for now, kaeya simply hums against albedo's mouth, both hands smoothing down albedo's bare back, over all that warm, soft skin. the kiss deepens easily, kaeya's tongue dipping again into his lover's mouth to taste him, to trace his teeth and the roof of his mouth. it's warm and lazy, languid, slow, kaeya breathing soft, pleased sounds of affirmation. when at last the kiss breaks, kaeya's mouth moves along albedo's jaw and down his throat, tongue gliding along his pulse. ]
Stay the night. I'll make you breakfast, in the morning.
[ Such things are better left to the future, indeed. Maybe it's the pleasure still thrumming in his blood, or the alcohol in his system, but Albedo finds it easy not to think, for once, and instead to just be. It's so simple, to lie here in Kaeya's arms and feel warm and wanted and somehow even safe.
Like as not when morning comes, he will return to his usual self, bound up and composed with a brick layer of reservation between them, but not tonight. Tonight he refuses to let himself be anything but human, a strange indulgence for him.
His breathing starts to pick up again as Kaeya's mouth moves along his neck, fingernails pricking at Kaeya's bare skin. ]
I doubt I could bear to pry myself away from you any sooner.
[ How could he deny himself that? Either of them that? ]
something about those words burrows deep into kaeya's gut in a way that almost frightens him. it's something quiet, but intense. something that grabs at him and sinks in its claws. kaeya swallows down the discomfort it brings and promptly ignores the rest, instead dipping his head to press hot kisses along albedo's throat. ]
That's what I wanted to hear.
[ kaeya isn't always one for sleepovers, but he's not heartless, he's not about to boot albedo back out onto the street after they've had such a lovely night together, and especially not after knowing that this was albedo's first sexual encounter. he wants this to be a good memory for him, and then perhaps.. he'll come back for more. besides, a lazy morning in bed fucking each other sounds exceptionally nice.
dragging his hand down the length of albedo's back, he hums contentedly. ]
[ Blissfully unaware of any internal crises that Kaeya might be pushing through, Albedo winds his arms around Kaeya's middle like vines, fingertips exploring the planes of his back, the dips of his spine, the curve of his ribs. What a privilege it is, to touch another person in this way, to learn the way their body feels beneath his fingers. He wouldn't have expected it to feel any different from touching himself, but it is, even if he does not yet fully comprehend how.
Touching his brow to Kaeya's, one of his hands slips between them again, fingertips now gliding along his collarbone, teasing at soft and sensitive skin. ]
I want to learn you.
[ Lower his fingers move, down towards Kaeya's navel, over the hard lines of muscles in his abdomen. He feels good. Warm, solid. Why does touching him like this feel so good? Why does it stoke the embers inside him into a fire once more? ]
[ albedo touches him so boldly, so confidently, and kaeya finds that he likes that very much. he enjoys someone who knows what they want, who isn't afraid to go for it, and for as demure as albedo might seem, there's a strength in him that kaeya respects, and a curiosity that he enjoys. ]
Well, you can certainly feel free.
[ he murmurs, his gaze dropping to follow the track of albedo's hands before he lifts it to his face again, watching his soft, bright teal eyes. kaeya takes one of albedo's hands, the one nearer to his collar, and lifts it to his mouth, kissing the tip of each small, slim finger. ]
You can touch me wherever you like. And ask me whatever you like.
[ A willing teacher is what he needs, someone to help him understand his own needs and wants, as well as those of his partner. He also knows he can't learn it all in one night, and even in the haze of his drunkenness, recognizes that he shouldn't learn it all in one night. There is further they could go...but perhaps he is not yet ready for that.
There's no need to decide right this moment. They have all night, and if they only spend it locked in one another's arms, touching and kissing before drifting off to sleep, he's certain he would feel just as fulfilled.
Albedo's gaze follows the curve of Kaeya's lips over his fingertips, his heart stuttering in his chest with each warm brush of his kiss. ]
Where do you like to be touched?
[ That seems as good of a place to begin as any. Albedo knows where he likes to be touched, and there are the obvious places, but it isn't the same for everyone. He wants to learn how to please Kaeya just as much as he has pleased him. ]
[ there's certainly no denying that kaeya wants more, that he would happily fuck albedo into the mattress all night until his sweet little alchemist cried for mercy, but kaeya is a patient man. patient, and already well satisfied. ]
Hmm..
[ kaeya ponders his question. there are all the usual places, of course, but that's hardly a fun answer. ]
Here. [ he murmurs, dragging albedo's fingertips along the rim of his soft lips, allowing him to trace their plush shape. then, he's moving them lower, down his chin and past his jaw, moving albedo's touch down the slim column of kaeya's throat, against a straining tendon. ] Here.
[ his throat has always been sensitive. a mouth there, or teeth, or even hands - it drives him wild. dropping one arm, he takes albedo's other hand and pulls it around his body, placing it against the small of his back. ]
[ Even being guided and led by Kaeya to where he likes to be touched has an unexpected effect on Albedo. These are places hardly as forbidden to touch as his cock, and yet it somehow feels even more intimate, to be taught like this, to feel the pull of Kaeya's lips as he speaks, and the breath flowing through his lungs. To feel the jump of his skin beneath his touch as Albedo's slim fingers sweep over Kaeya's slender waist, and along the small of his back, dancing in the dips of his spine. ]
Mm. I understand.
[ Albedo hums thoughtfully, the lids of his eyes low as his focus zeroes in on what he's feeling, each ridge and dip and plane, learning the feel of Kaeya's sensitive spots with his touch. ]
Like this?
[ The hand against Kaeya's back turns so Albedo can delicately drag his fingernails low, scratching gently, while the other sweeps up the length of his neck, his thumb gliding over the swell of his bottom lip.
It's exquisite, he thinks, just to touch him like this. To touch anyone like this. ]
[ kaeya doesn't disagree. for how often he, ahem, finds intimacy with other people, kaeya is always grateful for it, always marveling at the fascinating loveliness of touching another person. it's always a privilege indeed, to be privy to something so intimate, something so private. it's part of what is so intoxicating about sex to begin with. ]
Mm.. like that.
[ he purrs, his back arching beneath the soft drag of albedo's fingertips, his short fingernails leaving goosebumps in their wake. kaeya's breath rushes, his lips parting against albedo's thumb, drawing it into his mouth, idly dragging his thumb along the soft pad. he can still taste himself there. humming, kaeya dips his head to touch their brows together, nudging his nose alongside albedo's. ]
[ The touch of Kaeya's tongue arrests Albedo's heart in his chest, his stomach tightening pleasantly. Is that all it takes, now? The soft touch of a warm tongue to make him warm, to make him want? This is a slippery slope, and may prove troublesome.
His exhale is soft against Kaeya's cheek as his now-slick thumb pads over Kaeya's upper lip. ]
...The results are encouraging, though I believe I need further data to form a concrete hypothesis.
[ Yes, he is flirting. Yes, it's terribly nerdy. ]
You are an exceptional teacher. [ A beat. ] I like this.
[ kaeya can see and read his responses well - the way albedo's breath catches just so when kaeya's tongue brushes the pad of albedo's thumb, how his pupils dilate the slightest bit, his gaze just slightly unfocused. it's intoxicating, the way he looks, the want in his expression.. he's so beautiful to behold. kaeya can't entirely remember the last time he was so wrapped up in another person. the last time he chased someone so relentlessly. ]
Further data..
[ kaeya hums, pulling albedo's thumb further into his mouth, cradling it against his tongue and suckling, his eyes falling shut. it's only a few seconds he spends on these attentions, but it feels like a lifetime before he's finally pulling back with a soft, wet sound, his hooded eyes on albedo's face. slowly, painstakingly, he presses a kiss to his first knuckle, then his second, before dragging his mouth along albedo's warm palm, his voice a rolling purr against his skin. ]
Well, I'm more than happy to oblige you with that.
[ whatever data albedo needs, kaeya is thrilled to give. with his free hand, he tucks a strand of fluffy hair behind albedo's ear. ]
[ It's such a simple thing, the touch of another's tongue, warm and slick on his thumb as it had been against his cock. Why does it feel so good? So filthy, and so alluring at the same time? He simply must know more. Yes, there is an aspect of research to why he is still here, to why he entertains the possibility of more in the future.
But there isn't all there is to it. The way the Kaeya's eye captures the light and shows him colors and shapes he's never seen, the way the gentle roll of his voice feels good in his ears - is this what attraction is? Or is it...something different?
The answer to all his questions can surely be attained if he just learns more. Experiences more.
Cheeks flushing warm, he turns his face against Kaeya's palm when he tucks back his hair, the warmth of his skin irresistible. ]
I'm glad. My only fear was my inexperience, before we set foot here.
[ But it's far easier than he could have imagined. His palm presses against the small of Kaeya's back again, before moving lazily up, over each bump in his spine, counting them, committing them to memory. ]
I... [ He swallows. ] I want...to try more, when you think I am ready for it.
[ There's a reason why Kaeya only fooled around with him tonight, and he concludes it must be this. It's...almost gentlemanly, somehow. ]
[ he's received oral, and given his first handjob - that's pretty good, kaeya thinks, for one night.
although.. is albedo saying what kaeya thinks he's saying? with his thumb smoothing over albedo's cheek, kaeya watches his beautiful teal eyes closely, as if attempting to read him like a book. albedo seems a.. distant person in many ways, difficult to decipher, but right now they're speaking one of kaeya's languages, and he recognizes that curiosity in his lover's eyes, that silent question. he hums, arching his back gently beneath the drag of albedo's palm, his vellus hairs rising, a shiver down his spine.
and then he's pressing forward, turning albedo onto his back and pinning him in place, their hips pressed flush, his hands catching albedo's, pressing them back into the pillows. ]
Are you saying you want me to fuck you, darling?
[ he purrs, forward and ferocious and alluring, his eyelid dropped low. leaning in, he brushes their lips together, his words a breath against albedo's soft mouth. ]
[ Of course, Kaeya knows what he means. Albedo hardly needs to spell it out for him, though he isn't anticipating Kaeya rolling him onto his back without warning, pressing against him and filling the spaces between their bodies with himself, his breath gusting in surprise.
Are you saying you want me to fuck you, darling?
Yes. Yes. The heat of Kaeya's cock against his own is already enough to harden him again. What if he were filled up with that cock? Speared on the end of Kaeya's prick, his body eager and hungry and pliable? His hips squirm against Kaeya's, a soft groan escaping his lips, the power of his imagination making his stomach churn.
Should he? Is he ready? That Kaeya waits for permission is appreciated, but it almost frustrates him, that he must sort through the static in his own mind to find the answer instead of giving himself over to Kaeya's wonderful hands and hips and cock. ]
To be truthful, I don't know if I'm ready for it.
[ He...has experienced a lot tonight, and is riding high on endorphins and the aftereffects of alcohol. His judgment is impaired.
Yet his fingers slip between Kaeya's as he holds him back, his thighs snapping up around his hips once more. ]
[ gods, how can kaeya be expected to behave himself when albedo is performing so perfectly beneath him, his pretty cock stiffening, his soft, delectable thighs pressing against kaeya's hips?
it would be so easy to fuck him into the mattress, right here and now, to slick him up and take him until he's begging and twisting and unraveling perfectly, just for him. the thought alone is enough to make kaeya groan, his hips hitching, grinding hard against albedo's, his own cock twitching as blood rushes south. kaeya's mouth drags over the warm hill of albedo's cheek to his ear, whispering against it. ]
You make it very, very difficult for a man to resist you, do you know that?
[ his breath rushes against albedo's ear, his hips grinding downward again. ]
How can you expect me to behave myself with your perfect thighs around my waist?
[ but he has to behave himself. he must. kaeya will never claim to be a good person, but he has his limits; they're both still tipsy, albedo is a virgin, taking him now, here, like this - especially when he says forwardly that he doesn't know if he's ready for it - would be.. wrong. gods, it would be wrong, kaeya wants to be wrong, he wants to flip albedo over and tug up those delicate hips and fuck him senseless. frustration clear in his voice, kaeya squeezes albedo's hands in his own, pressing his thumbs against his palms. ]
[ Maybe next time. And though it's a little disappointing, Albedo knows it's the right choice, too, and a tacit acceptance that yes, there will be a next time. Now that he's tasted this, it would be a shame for this to be his only encounter of this nature, when there is still so much to discover, to learn, to experience.
He isn't even ready to be done tonight, and even if Kaeya won't be fucking him, Albedo's interest and energy isn't yet spent. One of his slender hand slips between them, fingers circling around both his and Kaeya's lengths, dragging sweetly up and over velvety skin, encouraging the friction and heat between their swelling cocks. ]
I understand. I see no reason not to enjoy the rest of tonight, regardless.
[ He murmurs through a tight exhale, fingers gliding down again to Kaeya's base, to the sensitive skin at his hips, to the soft tufts of hair between. More details to commit to memory, to his portrait of this evening. His artist's mind is never satisfied with simple generalizations. ]
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The way made deliriously easy now by Kaeya's precome, Albedo continues to work his fingers over his cock, his confidence growing with each stroke, following the rhythm of what seems to please his partner the most, what makes his cock twitch beneath Albedo's careful touch. ]
H-have you?
[ He sounds a little breathless - still from his orgasm, yes, but also because of the effect those words have on him. His heart flutters, wrapping his mind about the idea that there was something...premeditated about this. Kaeya did not merely bring him home because they were drunk together at a party and gumdrops wanted them to kiss?
Heat burgeons anew in his stomach, his cheeks flaring with warmth. It's terribly flattering, to know that the Calvary Captain has wanted him before this night, has imagined what it might be like to be with him. It's the sort of thing Albedo has never considered wanting to hear before, and yet here he is, reveling in this new information. ]
Did you think about...the rest? What I might look like, if you undressed me? If you took me in your mouth and made me come?
[ ...Perhaps he does alright with the dirty talk, when he leans into it. ]
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I've tried to be.. respectful.
[ he admits, and honestly! kaeya does his best to leave real people out of his fantasies when he can, to respect people as people and not simple sex objects, but to say that albedo hasn't sneaked his way into a few wouldn't be entirely truthful. kaeya's always found him beautiful, and intriguing, but surely he can't be the only one, can he? albedo is lovely, even if he doesn't seem to realize it, or even think about it.
still rocking his hips, kaeya dips to drag kisses along albedo's jaw, panting against the shell of his ear, whispering. ]
But.. I've certainly wanted you for quite some time. A shame all of my open flirtation always bounced right off of you - ah -
[ kaeya's hips twitch, precome drooling over albedo's knuckles, his body tensing. ]
Mm - I'm close..
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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. ]
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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. ]
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Albedo is so caught up in it, and in the play of ecstasy over Kaeya's face as he comes, that he almost doesn't register the seed spilling over his fingers and onto his belly, hot and sticky with a sharp, tangy scent. Almost, because it would be hard to miss, even enthralled as he is by Kaeya's satisfaction, even as focused as he is on pulling every drop of pleasure from him that he can. He does not still his hand until Kaeya's hips slow, and even then, his fingers remain curled around his cock, thumb dragging up and down the underside of his length while they kiss, sloppy and wet.
Exhaling against Kaeya's lips, his free hand cups at Albedo's jaw, tongue flickering into Kaeya's mouth as he groans. Every inch of him feels flayed open, oversensitive and exposed, and to be certain, he has never been quite so vulnerable with anyone before. This is something else entirely, to lie half-naked on a companion's bed, pinned beneath their sated body. ]
Mmm...Kaeya...
[ He whines softly to Kaeya's lips, his eyes fluttering shut, one leg still flung over his hip, holding him close. It's apparent that Albedo has no intention of going anywhere anytime soon. ]
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the pleasure, warm and welcome, continues to roll over him in ebbing and flowing waves, licking at his insides like hot tongues, and kaeya sighs into their kiss, murmuring low and soft, taking the time to simply enjoy the myriad sensations that wash over him. it was only a handjob, but it certainly felt good, albedo's hands so soft, something delectably filthy about knowing that he's never done this before, that it's entirely new. and even as the bliss begins to subside, albedo's hand continues to work, his thumb coasting along the underside of kaeya's sensitive cock, toying with him until his hips twitch forward.
kaeya breaks the kiss, his breathing still rough and worn, and he nudges their noses gently together, very much enjoying the sound of his name on albedo's tongue. ]
Good?
[ he asks, through a grin, before kaeya is shifting, rolling onto his side and gathering albedo up in his long arms, sighing when the strain is taken off of his shoulders. ]
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He has missed out on a great deal in his oversight, it seems.
As Kaeya rolls him over onto his side and pulls him into his warm arms, Albedo curls his hands against Kaeya's broad chest, reveling in the unfamiliar sensation of bare skin against his own, of being so near another person. It's...odd, but not unwelcome. It's a shock just how comfortable it is. ]
Good.
[ He murmurs in response, nudging his nose against Kaeya's neck, mouthing at his skin, tasting his salt and sweat. ]
You're...very talented.
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It's a honed skill, darling.
[ kaeya hums at the feel of those hands against his chest, smoothing over warm, bare skin; it's been too long since he last enjoyed something like this, especially with someone he's been interested in for a long while. albedo has captivated him nearly since the first moment they met - how could kaeya not be interested?
especially when albedo mouths at his throat like that, earning a low, soft purr from kaeya. ]
You're doing quite well for yourself as well. I wouldn't have thought you'd never done anything like this before.
[ it's still a little thrilling, to know he's been the first somehow, to know that albedo has never touched anyone before him. would that kaeya could say the same for him, but.. alas. lifting one hand, kaeya tucks his knuckles beneath albedo's chin to tip that pretty face upward, so kaeya can lean in for another kiss, this one slow and languid, warm and deep. ]
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But then again, there wouldn't be this mess between their bodies if he hadn't. ]
I suppose I was just following my intuition.
[ Which isn't the easiest thing for him, either. He tends to overthink and overanalyze, but when it came to physical matters, instinct took hold. It still is, even now that he's been satisfied, though there's no doubt that he has the alcohol in his system to thank for at least some of that.
Following the guide of Kaeya's fingertips, Albedo gazes into the other man's eye, heat bubbling just beneath the surface of his skin as their lips meet. His eyes flutter shut, and he exhales into the kiss, arms winding around Kaeya's shoulders to hold tight to him.
He doesn't plan on going anywhere. ]
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but.. that's not for them to be worrying about right now. not when albedo is warm against him, his arms coiling around kaeya's shoulders. such things are for them to navigate in the future.
for now, kaeya simply hums against albedo's mouth, both hands smoothing down albedo's bare back, over all that warm, soft skin. the kiss deepens easily, kaeya's tongue dipping again into his lover's mouth to taste him, to trace his teeth and the roof of his mouth. it's warm and lazy, languid, slow, kaeya breathing soft, pleased sounds of affirmation. when at last the kiss breaks, kaeya's mouth moves along albedo's jaw and down his throat, tongue gliding along his pulse. ]
Stay the night. I'll make you breakfast, in the morning.
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Like as not when morning comes, he will return to his usual self, bound up and composed with a brick layer of reservation between them, but not tonight. Tonight he refuses to let himself be anything but human, a strange indulgence for him.
His breathing starts to pick up again as Kaeya's mouth moves along his neck, fingernails pricking at Kaeya's bare skin. ]
I doubt I could bear to pry myself away from you any sooner.
[ How could he deny himself that? Either of them that? ]
This night, I am yours.
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something about those words burrows deep into kaeya's gut in a way that almost frightens him. it's something quiet, but intense. something that grabs at him and sinks in its claws. kaeya swallows down the discomfort it brings and promptly ignores the rest, instead dipping his head to press hot kisses along albedo's throat. ]
That's what I wanted to hear.
[ kaeya isn't always one for sleepovers, but he's not heartless, he's not about to boot albedo back out onto the street after they've had such a lovely night together, and especially not after knowing that this was albedo's first sexual encounter. he wants this to be a good memory for him, and then perhaps.. he'll come back for more. besides, a lazy morning in bed fucking each other sounds exceptionally nice.
dragging his hand down the length of albedo's back, he hums contentedly. ]
Mine, then.
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Touching his brow to Kaeya's, one of his hands slips between them again, fingertips now gliding along his collarbone, teasing at soft and sensitive skin. ]
I want to learn you.
[ Lower his fingers move, down towards Kaeya's navel, over the hard lines of muscles in his abdomen. He feels good. Warm, solid. Why does touching him like this feel so good? Why does it stoke the embers inside him into a fire once more? ]
Every inch of you.
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Well, you can certainly feel free.
[ he murmurs, his gaze dropping to follow the track of albedo's hands before he lifts it to his face again, watching his soft, bright teal eyes. kaeya takes one of albedo's hands, the one nearer to his collar, and lifts it to his mouth, kissing the tip of each small, slim finger. ]
You can touch me wherever you like. And ask me whatever you like.
[ kaeya is a willing teacher. ]
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There's no need to decide right this moment. They have all night, and if they only spend it locked in one another's arms, touching and kissing before drifting off to sleep, he's certain he would feel just as fulfilled.
Albedo's gaze follows the curve of Kaeya's lips over his fingertips, his heart stuttering in his chest with each warm brush of his kiss. ]
Where do you like to be touched?
[ That seems as good of a place to begin as any. Albedo knows where he likes to be touched, and there are the obvious places, but it isn't the same for everyone. He wants to learn how to please Kaeya just as much as he has pleased him. ]
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Hmm..
[ kaeya ponders his question. there are all the usual places, of course, but that's hardly a fun answer. ]
Here. [ he murmurs, dragging albedo's fingertips along the rim of his soft lips, allowing him to trace their plush shape. then, he's moving them lower, down his chin and past his jaw, moving albedo's touch down the slim column of kaeya's throat, against a straining tendon. ] Here.
[ his throat has always been sensitive. a mouth there, or teeth, or even hands - it drives him wild. dropping one arm, he takes albedo's other hand and pulls it around his body, placing it against the small of his back. ]
And here.
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Mm. I understand.
[ Albedo hums thoughtfully, the lids of his eyes low as his focus zeroes in on what he's feeling, each ridge and dip and plane, learning the feel of Kaeya's sensitive spots with his touch. ]
Like this?
[ The hand against Kaeya's back turns so Albedo can delicately drag his fingernails low, scratching gently, while the other sweeps up the length of his neck, his thumb gliding over the swell of his bottom lip.
It's exquisite, he thinks, just to touch him like this. To touch anyone like this. ]
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Mm.. like that.
[ he purrs, his back arching beneath the soft drag of albedo's fingertips, his short fingernails leaving goosebumps in their wake. kaeya's breath rushes, his lips parting against albedo's thumb, drawing it into his mouth, idly dragging his thumb along the soft pad. he can still taste himself there. humming, kaeya dips his head to touch their brows together, nudging his nose alongside albedo's. ]
So.. what do you think?
[ of all of it. sex. kissing. touching. ]
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His exhale is soft against Kaeya's cheek as his now-slick thumb pads over Kaeya's upper lip. ]
...The results are encouraging, though I believe I need further data to form a concrete hypothesis.
[ Yes, he is flirting. Yes, it's terribly nerdy. ]
You are an exceptional teacher. [ A beat. ] I like this.
[ Why is it so unnerving to admit that? ]
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Further data..
[ kaeya hums, pulling albedo's thumb further into his mouth, cradling it against his tongue and suckling, his eyes falling shut. it's only a few seconds he spends on these attentions, but it feels like a lifetime before he's finally pulling back with a soft, wet sound, his hooded eyes on albedo's face. slowly, painstakingly, he presses a kiss to his first knuckle, then his second, before dragging his mouth along albedo's warm palm, his voice a rolling purr against his skin. ]
Well, I'm more than happy to oblige you with that.
[ whatever data albedo needs, kaeya is thrilled to give. with his free hand, he tucks a strand of fluffy hair behind albedo's ear. ]
I like it, too.
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But there isn't all there is to it. The way the Kaeya's eye captures the light and shows him colors and shapes he's never seen, the way the gentle roll of his voice feels good in his ears - is this what attraction is? Or is it...something different?
The answer to all his questions can surely be attained if he just learns more. Experiences more.
Cheeks flushing warm, he turns his face against Kaeya's palm when he tucks back his hair, the warmth of his skin irresistible. ]
I'm glad. My only fear was my inexperience, before we set foot here.
[ But it's far easier than he could have imagined. His palm presses against the small of Kaeya's back again, before moving lazily up, over each bump in his spine, counting them, committing them to memory. ]
I... [ He swallows. ] I want...to try more, when you think I am ready for it.
[ There's a reason why Kaeya only fooled around with him tonight, and he concludes it must be this. It's...almost gentlemanly, somehow. ]
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[ he's received oral, and given his first handjob - that's pretty good, kaeya thinks, for one night.
although.. is albedo saying what kaeya thinks he's saying? with his thumb smoothing over albedo's cheek, kaeya watches his beautiful teal eyes closely, as if attempting to read him like a book. albedo seems a.. distant person in many ways, difficult to decipher, but right now they're speaking one of kaeya's languages, and he recognizes that curiosity in his lover's eyes, that silent question. he hums, arching his back gently beneath the drag of albedo's palm, his vellus hairs rising, a shiver down his spine.
and then he's pressing forward, turning albedo onto his back and pinning him in place, their hips pressed flush, his hands catching albedo's, pressing them back into the pillows. ]
Are you saying you want me to fuck you, darling?
[ he purrs, forward and ferocious and alluring, his eyelid dropped low. leaning in, he brushes their lips together, his words a breath against albedo's soft mouth. ]
Only you can decide when you're ready for that.
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Are you saying you want me to fuck you, darling?
Yes. Yes. The heat of Kaeya's cock against his own is already enough to harden him again. What if he were filled up with that cock? Speared on the end of Kaeya's prick, his body eager and hungry and pliable? His hips squirm against Kaeya's, a soft groan escaping his lips, the power of his imagination making his stomach churn.
Should he? Is he ready? That Kaeya waits for permission is appreciated, but it almost frustrates him, that he must sort through the static in his own mind to find the answer instead of giving himself over to Kaeya's wonderful hands and hips and cock. ]
To be truthful, I don't know if I'm ready for it.
[ He...has experienced a lot tonight, and is riding high on endorphins and the aftereffects of alcohol. His judgment is impaired.
Yet his fingers slip between Kaeya's as he holds him back, his thighs snapping up around his hips once more. ]
But I want it.
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it would be so easy to fuck him into the mattress, right here and now, to slick him up and take him until he's begging and twisting and unraveling perfectly, just for him. the thought alone is enough to make kaeya groan, his hips hitching, grinding hard against albedo's, his own cock twitching as blood rushes south. kaeya's mouth drags over the warm hill of albedo's cheek to his ear, whispering against it. ]
You make it very, very difficult for a man to resist you, do you know that?
[ his breath rushes against albedo's ear, his hips grinding downward again. ]
How can you expect me to behave myself with your perfect thighs around my waist?
[ but he has to behave himself. he must. kaeya will never claim to be a good person, but he has his limits; they're both still tipsy, albedo is a virgin, taking him now, here, like this - especially when he says forwardly that he doesn't know if he's ready for it - would be.. wrong. gods, it would be wrong, kaeya wants to be wrong, he wants to flip albedo over and tug up those delicate hips and fuck him senseless. frustration clear in his voice, kaeya squeezes albedo's hands in his own, pressing his thumbs against his palms. ]
.. maybe next time.
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He isn't even ready to be done tonight, and even if Kaeya won't be fucking him, Albedo's interest and energy isn't yet spent. One of his slender hand slips between them, fingers circling around both his and Kaeya's lengths, dragging sweetly up and over velvety skin, encouraging the friction and heat between their swelling cocks. ]
I understand. I see no reason not to enjoy the rest of tonight, regardless.
[ He murmurs through a tight exhale, fingers gliding down again to Kaeya's base, to the sensitive skin at his hips, to the soft tufts of hair between. More details to commit to memory, to his portrait of this evening. His artist's mind is never satisfied with simple generalizations. ]
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