[ Certain though he is of his decision, he still has his nerves, buzzing frenetically beneath his skin each moment from when Kaeya takes his hand and leads him away from the party to the moment when the door clicks shut behind them. He has never done anything like this before, so...recklessly human, and that it is not only with one of his fellow knights, but Kaeya Alberich of all people...it's a lot to process in such a short amount of time. Perhaps it would be better if he didn't think about it at all, but that simply isn't his nature.
Is this really okay? Does Kaeya only see him as another conquest, another pretty face to be made a bedfellow of? There's something so terribly lonely about that thought, but the drink still in his system makes it easy to push it away, to remember how warm his lips had felt, how perfectly soft and wet.
No, he will not go back on his choice now. If it was a mistake, so be it. He could perhaps stand to make a few more mistakes.
So Albedo is ready for Kaeya once he turns to kiss him, lips parted and his face tilted up. He remembers well everything he learned earlier, despite the alcohol, and as soon as Kaeya's mouth captures his own, his eyes flutter closed, his fingers lifting to curl in the front of Kaeya's silly holiday sweater.
A soft, plaintive sound tumbles past his lips. ]
You're quite convincing, Captain. [ A beat. ] I've never done anything like the before.
[ Kaeya should...probably know that, before they go any further. He has no idea how far they will go, how far he wants to go, but Kaeya should know what to expect of him. ]
[ honestly, whether or not albedo is simply meant to be a notch on his belt or not is something that even kaeya cannot answer.
for a long time, he's done everything in his power to fill the raw and aching hole in his heart - wine and sex numb the pain better than anything, he's found, and so this is the sort of thing he does. it's good fun to talk a pretty face into his bed, and for all he can be a filthy liar, kaeya is generally upfront about these sorts of things. he hasn't promised albedo anything beyond a lovely night in one another's company. still.. albedo isn't a nameless face he met in the angel's share on a lonely thursday night. he's a compatriot, and now, he thinks, kaeya would even call him a friend. albedo has peered into his past, into his soul.
so what will come of this.. well, that remains to be seen, doesn't it? kaeya is doing himself the favor of not thinking too far ahead. especially once albedo breathes that soft, sweet sound against his lips, kaeya's mind goes deliciously blank. when the kiss breaks so albedo can speak, kaeya presses their foreheads together, briefly, before he's mouthing his way down albedo's throat. ]
Mm.. good to know.
[ he murmurs, both hands gliding down albedo's back, pulling him even nearer still, until their bodies are flush. he's not.. entirely surprised to learn that albedo has never done anything like this before. the man is too devoted to his work for his own good. still, he's grown, and painfully beautiful - how on earth is kaeya the first person to talk him into bed? he'll consider himself lucky, and adjust accordingly. if albedo is new to all of this, kaeya will treat that with the gravity it deserves.
which means being a perfect gentleman, and stooping to sweep albedo right up into his arms. it's easy, for how slight his companion is. kaeya moves toward the winding wooden stairs that lead to his loft sleeping area. ]
Let's head somewhere more comfortable, hmm?
[ the nearby couch would've been just fine, were albedo any old rando, and were he more experienced, but.. as neither of those are the case, to the bed it is. ]
[ Gods, but it's so much, so quickly, and Albedo scarcely has time to recognize what is happening before Kaeya is gathering him up in his arms, parting Albedo's thighs around his slender waist to press flush against him. He's so damn warm, so solid against him, and Albedo feels open and vulnerable in a way he never has before. The press of Kaeya's abdomen between his legs is enough to stoke the heat that has begun to roar in his belly once more.
He's quickly beginning to associate that feeling with Kaeya, for better or for worse.
Kaeya is more than strong enough to handle a slight figure like Albedo, and even drunk, Albedo doesn't worry that he'll trip and drop him on the way to his loft. That won't stop him from making himself an absolute tease and a distraction, peppering kisses along Kaeya's ear and jaw line, learning the feel of his skin against his lips, his taste, his scent. It's the same as before, just as exhilarating, and yet somehow new and different all at once. Is that because the circumstances are different now, too? They are no longer surrounded by friends and loved ones at a party, but now completely alone, in the embrace of moonlight.
It bathes Kaeya in a beautiful light. It is rare that Albedo finds himself physically attracted to others, but maybe it's something about the way this man looks like a painting in motion that draws Albedo to him. ]
You're beautiful.
[ Albedo murmurs on a voice gone quiet with want, though he can't identify it in that way himself. Something about Kaeya just makes his whole heart and lungs and throat feel tight. ]
[ truth be told, kaeya is not terribly drunk anymore. he hadn't had another drink since albedo took his leave from the sofa, so while he is pleasantly tipsy, he is more than aware of himself. it's quite easy to carry albedo up the narrow stairs to the loft, one step at a time, while enjoying those sweet, perfect little kitten kisses to his neck and jaw, albedo's warm breath tickling his ear.
soon enough they arrive at kaeya's loft bedroom, where the bed awaits them. the entire space is lit by the glow of lantern-light, bathing the room in warm, inviting golds, but kaeya's only interest is watching the way the light plays off of albedo's hair once he presses him back into the mattress, and the way it flickers in his captivating eyes.
kaeya maintains eye contact as he leans back, tugging his silly sweater off over his head, leaving him in his clingy undershirt. it was fun while it lasted, but the time for merrymaking has passed!! ]
And you're a sweet little flatterer.
[ he grins, but he knows full well that albedo is telling the truth, and inwardly, kaeya preens like the peacock he is. sweeping downward, kaeya presses their mouths together in a hot, needful kiss, while both hands slip up beneath albedo's sweater, halfgloved palms moving over skin so soft it's sinful. ]
Tell me if you need to stop.
[ he whispers against albedo's mouth, his voice surprisingly soft, gentle.
[ Back against the mattress he goes, soft blankets cushioning both of their weight, the cool evening air sweeping over Albedo once Kaeya leans back to strip his sweater off. He misses the heat of Kaeya's body instinctively, yearning to take it back, but there's something so satisfying in watching him sit above him and strip down, too. Away goes his sweater, leaving Kaeya only in his revealing, tight-fitting top, muscle and skin peeking through and driving Albedo's heart into his throat.
Maybe it's a good thing Kaeya pulls back, to give him a moment of clarity to reflect that he is lying on Kaeya's bed, and he is stripping down for him. They're kissing, and touching, and soon they will share even more.
Once Kaeya moves closer once more, Albedo winds his arms tight around his shoulders, fingers splayed against his shoulders, his ankles crossing behind Kaeya's back. Anything to keep him near, to drive that need further into his belly, to keep his nerves from creeping into the back of his mind. Tentatively, he dips his tongue past Kaeya's lips again, licking into the flesh of the roof of his mouth, groaning softly against the onslaught of taste and his hands against his stomach. ]
Ah -
[ He gasps, his fingers grasping tight in the fabric of Kaeya's shirt. Beneath his own sweater, Albedo wears only a simple dark cotton tee, now rucked up around Kaeya's wrists. It's so much, no one has ever touched him like this -
But he doesn't want to stop. ]
No. Please. Keep going.
[ One of his hands sinks into Kaeya's dark hair, his knees tightening around Kaeya's waist. ]
[ albedo clings to him fiercely with arms and legs both, winding around kaeya like a snake, and he sinks into that hold without complaint and without resistance, his breath rushing hot against albedo's lips. it's dizzying. kaeya hasn't wanted someone like this in quite awhile, and with albedo it feels entirely effortless. perhaps, he hopes, this will be more than a one time occurrence. perhaps albedo will deign to share his bed again.
but that's for future kaeya to worry about. for now, he has his hands quite literally full, and there's nothing he wants more than to please the man beneath him, to unravel him like a skein of silk, and watch his pretty face contort with pleasure. breathing a low, soft moan into albedo's mouth, kaeya spends several long moments simply.. kissing him, licking into his mouth, learning the shape of it, the taste of it, the texture. albedo has learned swiftly, he kisses well, deep and hot and wanting, and it urges kaeya to rock his hips downward, grinding their bodies together, chasing irresistible friction that soon has heat bubbling up in his belly. ]
You taste so good..
[ kaeya murmurs, his voice a low, sultry purr, before he's slipping albedo's undershirt up and over his head, leaving him blessedly bare from the waist up. the faint, warm light of the lanterns washes over the endless canvas of his skin.
there's nothing to be done but to taste him. dragging his lips down the column of albedo's throat, kaeya mouths down his torso, passing over his nipple, licking a wet stripe against it that is left to cool in the winter night air. then lower, lower still, kaeya's teeth and lips and tongue work downward further, tracing a delicate, attentive circle around his navel before kaeya presses his mouth to the hollow of albedo's hip, where the skin is soft as satin. ]
[ In the moments that follow, Albedo can't help but think it has been a mistake to deny himself this for so long, to set aside something that is so integral to the human experience because he simply couldn't be bothered with it. He is not typically one to worry about giving himself pleasure simply for pleasure's sake - everything he enjoys, it is in pursuit of something greater than himself. His only indulgence is his art, and even that began as a means to help his busy mind work through complicated problems.
And perhaps there are some...lingering reasons behind that, reasons that he doesn't pay as much attention to as maybe he should, but such thoughts are far from his mind right now. Kaeya fills every space in his mind with his taste and his hands and his body, leaving no room for Albedo's doubts or worries to filter through, and it's all for the better.
Their hips grind together, and Albedo positively whimpers.
Maybe he should be embarrassed at being so sensitive, so delicate, but something tells him that Kaeya loves this, and so he doesn't attempt to restrain his response, if he even could, with how good it feels. Soon enough his top is completely bare, a blanket of gooseflesh marking his skin, and as Kaeya's mouth trails down his body, he swears his partner must be able to feel the way his heart slams mercilessly against his ribs, the way he shivers at the beautiful, glistening trail Kaeya leaves on his pale, unblemished skin.
One hand falls to gather a fistful of the blanket beneath them, the other holding fast in Kaeya's hair, pressing his head just so in encouragement. ]
Hn - Kaeya - yes, right there...
[ He gasps again, tipping his head back against the sheets. His mouth is traveling so very low, to areas so very sensitive, and his hips give an involuntary jerk, squirming against the blankets, his knees now squeezing at Kaeya's shoulders.
He's dizzy. Delirious. He's never felt like this before, and yet still he wants more. ]
[ albedo responds so beautifully, so perfectly, arching and writhing and whimpering as if this is the best thing he's ever felt, because in many ways, it must be. kaeya remembers his first time, how sensitive he was, how every touch and kiss felt like the end of the world, like the heavens crumbling around him. you only have one first amorous encounter, and kaeya feels privileged to be albedo's first, and more than happy to bear the responsibility that comes with it. he'll torment albedo until he's turned inside-out, begging, pleading.
he doesn't ask for consent again, not yet, at least, for albedo is giving it in the arch of his hips and the grasp in kaeya's hair, in the way he whimpers yes, right there. kaeya's teeth rasp over the rise of albedo's hipbone, before he's curling slim fingers in the waistband of albedo's trousers, deftly loosening the laces and tugging downward.
the bulge of albedo's cock is evident, and as kaeya sinks down to settle his knees onto the floor he draws his mouth against it, bold and fearless, feeling the shape and heat of albedo's burgeoning erection through the thin linen of his underclothes. one of kaeya's hands grasps at albedo's outer thigh, while the other seeks between his own legs, palming himself through his heinously tight pants. ]
You're perfect.
[ he whispers, before catching the elastic waistband of albedo's undershorts in his teeth, tugging down, freeing his smooth, pretty cock. everything about him is beautiful.
without hesitation, kaeya draws the flat of his tongue in a long stripe up the underside of albedo's cock, feeling him hardening further, twitching against kaeya's wicked lips. ]
[ 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. ]
[ indulge in him.. yes, kaeya thinks he shall do just that.
without another word, kaeya obliges. his free hand coils deft fingers around albedo's cock, gathering him up against his palm to better lift him to kaeya's mouth. his lips part, tongue darting over them before he's slowly, measuredly swallowing him down, surrounding him in the wet heat of his mouth. kaeya hums, the sound vibrating through his teeth, while his free hand makes quick work of his own trousers, pawing at the laces until he's able to jerk his cock free and get a hand around himself.
he doesn't expect albedo to last long. it's his first experience, and kaeya knows full well how.. intense he can be. but that's fine. it's hardly a problem. they have the night still ahead of them. it occurs to him that he could tease him more, edging him along to keep his pleasure reeling, but.. no, that's a technique more advanced than he believes his friend is ready for, however adept and sharp albedo might be.
for now, kaeya is focused wholly on his partner's pleasure, his eye closing as he relaxes his throat to pull albedo deeper still, until he's buried to the hilt, precum dripping down the back of his tongue. albedo tastes good, his flavor rich and complex, salty and sweet, and there's a punch of saliva at the back of kaeya's throat as he begins to bob his head. grasping albedo's thigh, kaeya urges his hips upward, encouraging him to fuck into kaeya's waiting, willing mouth, swallowing eagerly around him, only spurred on further by the prick of fingernails against his scalp, and the hard tug of his hair.
shameless, wild, zealous, kaeya devours him whole, his long hair dragging along albedo's milky thighs, his thoughts a cottony tangle, for kaeya gets just as much pleasure out of pleasing a partner as he gets from being pleased himself. ]
[ Albedo knows what he asks for, knows what is coming, and yet, he doesn't, because no amount of expectation could prepare him for the reality of another taking him into their mouth and swallowing him up.
All at once, Kaeya's glistening lips glide over his cock, further, and then further still, his tongue pulsing as he swallows him to the hilt. His lips make such a pretty circle right between his thighs, nose nestled against soft, pale curls, and a sinful moan tears from Albedo's lungs, the heat in his gut coiling tight as a spring ready to burst.
Still he does not close his eyes or tip his head back - he wants to watch. He wants to see, study, take it all in fully, through each and every sense he can. Even when Kaeya begins to bob, and beckons Albedo to fuck into his mouth, which he begins to do, his movements erratic and shuddering for his inexperience and sheer pleasure overtaking him.
In those blissful, uncomplicated moments, he could lose himself and not have a care in the world. Each movement of Kaeya's mouth brings a wickedly wet sound to his ears, heat and pressure to his cock, beautiful debauchery to his eyes - and all of it drives him wild, absolutely senseless, his heels digging into the middle of Kaeya's back as he feasts on him.
No, he won't last long. Already, he is nearly his climax too quickly, and there's nothing to be done to stop it. He is heedless to anything but the ecstasy coursing through blood and bone at this moment, each roll of his hips a new wave of deliverance, his sharp cries splitting the night air. ]
I-I'm close --
[ He whines through clenched teeth, each breath a whimper. ]
[ kaeya can feel it, the tension building as albedo draws closer to the edge. he can hear it in each and every labored breath, in how those delectable whines and whimpers ramp up, growing more and more desperate with every erratic pump of albedo's hips. he doesn't need to be told. but he appreciates it nonetheless, that albedo deigns to give him a verbal warning.
of course, kaeya does not need nor want it. he's ready.
to soothe albedo's worries, however, kaeya draws back, dragging his mouth off of albedo's cock with a wet pop, thick ropes of saliva snapping from his swollen lips as he lifts his head. kaeya's hair is wild, his face flushed, his peculiar pupil pulled wide as his gaze rises to albedo's winsome face. ]
Then come for me, darling.
[ he croons, kaeya's voice roughened from his work, his speech thick, as sloppy as his tongue. unwilling to leave albedo unattended to for too long, and greedy for the weight of him against his tongue again, kaeya is soon dipping his head to swallow him once more, sucking hard, eager to taste him. his intentions are clear, his tongue arching, ready for the spill of hot spend down his throat. ]
[ Those words and the look Kaeya gives him alone are nearly enough to send him spilling over the edge. There will be much to unpack about this encounter later, much to sort through, but at the moment, it's the farthest thing from Albedo's mind. His cock throbs with near-attainment, cooling quick against the evening air and Kaeya's gusts of breath, but the other man does not make him wait long before swallowing him down again, and Albedo is lost.
Kaeya surrounds him fully, completely, drawing him out with the arch of his tongue. His hips jerk once, twice, his head tipping back at last as heat sweeps over his body, heels pressing firm into Kaeya's back, and with stuttering cry, he comes.
The pure, utter bliss that sweeps over him is...incomparable. He has touched himself before - infrequently, yes, but still, he knows what this sensation should feel like. He has given it thought and weight like other human experiences he has had, he thought he knew what to expect, but this...being pleasured by another person, being taken fully into their mouth and surrounded by the heat of their hands and body, their voice and gaze, worked up so perfectly and expertly -
It is something else entirely. Tugging hard with the hand still tangled in Kaeya's hair, Albedo spills into his throat in thick, hot spurts, his hips writhing with each release, the crown of his head pressed hard back into the mattress, back fully arched. He could remain suspended like this forever, he thinks, and want for nothing else. Such a blissfully exquisite existence was within his reach all this time, and he simply didn't know?
And once he is spent, he gives out against the blankets with a whine that almost sounds like a lament. His thighs go slack around Kaeya's shoulders, his eyes fluttering closed, his breathing a scale of rushing, over-sensitive whimpers. He has never felt so good before, thoroughly and utterly debauched. ]
[ albedo unravels for him beautifully, his pleasure bursting like an overripe fruit, and kaeya hums his satisfaction, swallowing thick mouthfuls of come as albedo spends himself quickly and brutally, coating his throat and tongue. he tastes both bitter and sweet, the flavor of him rich and satisfying, and kaeya's throat and mouth continue to work him expertly until albedo has given all that he can, and then some, milked empty and trembling. only then does kaeya finally lift his head again, albedo's cock slipping from his mouth with a wicked wet sound. and even once his prick has dropped against his belly again, kaeya laves it with his tongue and presses his lips close, drawing every sweet little twitch and whine from albedo that he possibly can.
but he wants to see that pretty face all debauched and slack with pleasure, so kaeya is soon climbing forward again, rising from the floor to press one knee against the mattress between albedo's thighs. arching over him, kaeya leans down, his dark hair dragging along albedo's bared chest. his eye roves, flicking over albedo's face, flushed a perfect pink, his lips parted and panting, those beautiful teal eyes glazed with pristine pleasure, and all of it wreathed in a mess of blond hair, tousled from their efforts.
kaeya smiles. ]
Look at you, Chief Alchemist, all torn apart beneath me. I'm not sure I've ever seen anything so beautiful.
[ he purrs, his voice like gravel, his throat still tender from swallowing him down. kaeya's own cock pulses, neglected, but he's a patient man, with incredible tolerance and staying power, though he nevertheless settles his hips between albedo's thighs, grinding their bodies together, the sweet pleasure of friction enough to momentarily sate him as his firm erection slides smooth along albedo's own flagging one. ]
[ The moments that follow his climax move like a blur of sensation and movement. Pleasure still hums thick in his blood, his breathing thin, carrying quiet whines as he continues to come down. Oversensative as he is, each touch and kiss from Kaeya feels like wildefire, his husky, scratchy voice enough to make Albedo's skin tingle. He has never felt so perfect than he does beneath Kaeya's form as his partner leans over him, his entire body slack and sated.
Drunkenly, Albedo meets his gaze, memorizing the wild look in his face. He did not study Kaeya's movements and techniques as thoroughly as he meant to - he was too distracted with his mouth and lips, by his throat around his tip. Still, Kaeya has given him such a gift, granted him experiences he has never held before. Albedo cannot simply just lie here in the aftershocks of his orgasm, especially once Kaeya begins to grind their cocks together.
He is but one half of the equation here, and Kaeya has been such a gracious host. And he called him beautiful...why does that affect him so much?
Albedo may not be quite prepared to take Kaeya into his mouth, especially given...his size, but he has hands that smooth and dexterous and precise. Though his fingers still tremble, Albedo reaches between them, curling his fingers around the root of Kaeya's cock, and pulling forward in a smooth, easy stroke, thumb gliding through his slit, precome dribbling over his finger. ]
Does this feel alright?
[ He asks carefully, watching Kaeya's expression closely for any twitches of pleasure, listening for the slightest gasp of breath. Albedo's hips roll against Kaeya's own, the length of his softening cock brushing alongside his fingers to his partner's cock, sacs sliding together.
He's still so sensitive, this is almost painful. But it's important, that he reciprocates. That he brings Kaeya to bear, just as he had done for him. ]
[ if albedo chose not to reciprocate, kaeya certainly wouldn't mind terribly - he's perfectly capable of finishing himself off if he needs to. he hasn't forgotten that albedo is new at this, that he doesn't have much, or any, experience, so kaeya can only expect so much. but albedo reaches between their bodies nonetheless, taking his cock in one soft, delicate hand, and kaeya's entire body shudders, blood rushing to his groin. ]
Mmmm.. yeah.
[ he murmurs, rocking his hips again, pushing his cock into the circle of albedo's careful fingers, precome running over those elegant knuckles. kaeya is a man of great stamina, he could last much, much longer if he wanted to, and if he's perfectly honest, he aches for more, much more. his fingers tingle with the urge to flip albedo over, to bite hard into his shoulder and fuck him breathless, to fill his soft, virginal ass with come - but that's a thought that should be kept behind his teeth, relegated to simple fantasy. even if albedo were ready for it, which kaeya is sure he isn't, neither of them are entirely sober right now, and kaeya would much rather they be in their right mind. some tipsy fooling around, though? that's plenty fine.
so kaeya satisfies himself with this, still drunk on the memory of albedo squirming beneath him, the taste of his cock still on his tongue enough to keep him going. ]
Squeeze a little tighter.
[ he whispers, dipping down to press a kiss to albedo's collarbone, and another to the star on his throat. resting down against his elbows, kaeya begins to rock his hips in a smooth rhythm, his breath coming hard, his back arching downward. ]
[ Kaeya gives him a clear, simple instruction, and Albedo is eager to please. He prides himself on a job well done under regular circumstances, and after how Kaeya made him feel, how could he do any different? Kaeya may have done this with a thousand other people before, but tonight, Albedo feels like the only person in the world who could possibly matter to him. It's exhilarating, and...strangely frightening, but in a way he wants to move towards instead of away from.
His heart still thudding in his chest, Albedo does as he is told, tightening his grasp around Kaeya's now-slick cock, pulling more urgently in quick, even strokes. With his focus in his touch, he lets his eyes flutter closed as he relaxes back into the mattress, Kaeya's tender kisses easing the tension right out of him, and he flings his free arm around Kaeya's shoulder, loose and lazy, keeping him near. ]
You feel good. Heavy. Thick.
[ Simple words to describe the sensation, but it seems worth remarking upon. Kaeya seems like the kind of man who enjoys his size being commented on, and even if Albedo hasn't been with other partners, he nevertheless knows that his anatomy is...impressive, so to speak. There is plenty of him to touch and pull and please, so Albedo does so, moving in tandem with the roll of Kaeya's hips to bring him all the pleasure he seeks, deserves.
Turning his head, Albedo mouths at Kaeya's hairline, dragging his lips to his temple, tasting the salt of his skin. ]
Mmm...you seem to be enjoying this.
[ His thumb swipes through Kaeya's slit once again, drawing beading precome onto his knuckle, shivering as it drips in a line down to his wrist. ]
[ well, kaeya certainly doesn't dislike his, ahem, endowments being complimented, that's for sure. albedo calls him heavy and thick, and kaeya grins, nudging his nose and mouth against albedo's jaw, purring low in his throat. ]
I am.
[ he murmurs, his hips still rocking, each thrust of his cock into the circle of albedo's fingers made a little more slippery as his precome gathers. ]
Your hand is so soft. And you tasted so good, coming in my mouth like that..
[ the dirty talk helps. kaeya's hips move a little more quickly, the pleasure slowly mounting - but he doesn't want to take too long, doesn't need albedo's delicate wrists getting sore. so he continues to think about it, to remember how albedo looked and sounded, how good that pretty cock felt in his mouth, the way albedo squirmed and writhed beneath him, begging with his body. soon enough kaeya's breath is ragged, his hips snapping down harder, his cock hard and sliding against albedo's soft palm and greedy fingers. ]
I've thought about it before, you know. About how your mouth might taste.
[ 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. ]
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you're not?!
Is this really okay? Does Kaeya only see him as another conquest, another pretty face to be made a bedfellow of? There's something so terribly lonely about that thought, but the drink still in his system makes it easy to push it away, to remember how warm his lips had felt, how perfectly soft and wet.
No, he will not go back on his choice now. If it was a mistake, so be it. He could perhaps stand to make a few more mistakes.
So Albedo is ready for Kaeya once he turns to kiss him, lips parted and his face tilted up. He remembers well everything he learned earlier, despite the alcohol, and as soon as Kaeya's mouth captures his own, his eyes flutter closed, his fingers lifting to curl in the front of Kaeya's silly holiday sweater.
A soft, plaintive sound tumbles past his lips. ]
You're quite convincing, Captain. [ A beat. ] I've never done anything like the before.
[ Kaeya should...probably know that, before they go any further. He has no idea how far they will go, how far he wants to go, but Kaeya should know what to expect of him. ]
am i??
for a long time, he's done everything in his power to fill the raw and aching hole in his heart - wine and sex numb the pain better than anything, he's found, and so this is the sort of thing he does. it's good fun to talk a pretty face into his bed, and for all he can be a filthy liar, kaeya is generally upfront about these sorts of things. he hasn't promised albedo anything beyond a lovely night in one another's company. still.. albedo isn't a nameless face he met in the angel's share on a lonely thursday night. he's a compatriot, and now, he thinks, kaeya would even call him a friend. albedo has peered into his past, into his soul.
so what will come of this.. well, that remains to be seen, doesn't it? kaeya is doing himself the favor of not thinking too far ahead. especially once albedo breathes that soft, sweet sound against his lips, kaeya's mind goes deliciously blank. when the kiss breaks so albedo can speak, kaeya presses their foreheads together, briefly, before he's mouthing his way down albedo's throat. ]
Mm.. good to know.
[ he murmurs, both hands gliding down albedo's back, pulling him even nearer still, until their bodies are flush. he's not.. entirely surprised to learn that albedo has never done anything like this before. the man is too devoted to his work for his own good. still, he's grown, and painfully beautiful - how on earth is kaeya the first person to talk him into bed? he'll consider himself lucky, and adjust accordingly. if albedo is new to all of this, kaeya will treat that with the gravity it deserves.
which means being a perfect gentleman, and stooping to sweep albedo right up into his arms. it's easy, for how slight his companion is. kaeya moves toward the winding wooden stairs that lead to his loft sleeping area. ]
Let's head somewhere more comfortable, hmm?
[ the nearby couch would've been just fine, were albedo any old rando, and were he more experienced, but.. as neither of those are the case, to the bed it is. ]
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He's quickly beginning to associate that feeling with Kaeya, for better or for worse.
Kaeya is more than strong enough to handle a slight figure like Albedo, and even drunk, Albedo doesn't worry that he'll trip and drop him on the way to his loft. That won't stop him from making himself an absolute tease and a distraction, peppering kisses along Kaeya's ear and jaw line, learning the feel of his skin against his lips, his taste, his scent. It's the same as before, just as exhilarating, and yet somehow new and different all at once. Is that because the circumstances are different now, too? They are no longer surrounded by friends and loved ones at a party, but now completely alone, in the embrace of moonlight.
It bathes Kaeya in a beautiful light. It is rare that Albedo finds himself physically attracted to others, but maybe it's something about the way this man looks like a painting in motion that draws Albedo to him. ]
You're beautiful.
[ Albedo murmurs on a voice gone quiet with want, though he can't identify it in that way himself. Something about Kaeya just makes his whole heart and lungs and throat feel tight. ]
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soon enough they arrive at kaeya's loft bedroom, where the bed awaits them. the entire space is lit by the glow of lantern-light, bathing the room in warm, inviting golds, but kaeya's only interest is watching the way the light plays off of albedo's hair once he presses him back into the mattress, and the way it flickers in his captivating eyes.
kaeya maintains eye contact as he leans back, tugging his silly sweater off over his head, leaving him in his clingy undershirt. it was fun while it lasted, but the time for merrymaking has passed!! ]
And you're a sweet little flatterer.
[ he grins, but he knows full well that albedo is telling the truth, and inwardly, kaeya preens like the peacock he is. sweeping downward, kaeya presses their mouths together in a hot, needful kiss, while both hands slip up beneath albedo's sweater, halfgloved palms moving over skin so soft it's sinful. ]
Tell me if you need to stop.
[ he whispers against albedo's mouth, his voice surprisingly soft, gentle.
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Maybe it's a good thing Kaeya pulls back, to give him a moment of clarity to reflect that he is lying on Kaeya's bed, and he is stripping down for him. They're kissing, and touching, and soon they will share even more.
Once Kaeya moves closer once more, Albedo winds his arms tight around his shoulders, fingers splayed against his shoulders, his ankles crossing behind Kaeya's back. Anything to keep him near, to drive that need further into his belly, to keep his nerves from creeping into the back of his mind. Tentatively, he dips his tongue past Kaeya's lips again, licking into the flesh of the roof of his mouth, groaning softly against the onslaught of taste and his hands against his stomach. ]
Ah -
[ He gasps, his fingers grasping tight in the fabric of Kaeya's shirt. Beneath his own sweater, Albedo wears only a simple dark cotton tee, now rucked up around Kaeya's wrists. It's so much, no one has ever touched him like this -
But he doesn't want to stop. ]
No. Please. Keep going.
[ One of his hands sinks into Kaeya's dark hair, his knees tightening around Kaeya's waist. ]
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but that's for future kaeya to worry about. for now, he has his hands quite literally full, and there's nothing he wants more than to please the man beneath him, to unravel him like a skein of silk, and watch his pretty face contort with pleasure. breathing a low, soft moan into albedo's mouth, kaeya spends several long moments simply.. kissing him, licking into his mouth, learning the shape of it, the taste of it, the texture. albedo has learned swiftly, he kisses well, deep and hot and wanting, and it urges kaeya to rock his hips downward, grinding their bodies together, chasing irresistible friction that soon has heat bubbling up in his belly. ]
You taste so good..
[ kaeya murmurs, his voice a low, sultry purr, before he's slipping albedo's undershirt up and over his head, leaving him blessedly bare from the waist up. the faint, warm light of the lanterns washes over the endless canvas of his skin.
there's nothing to be done but to taste him. dragging his lips down the column of albedo's throat, kaeya mouths down his torso, passing over his nipple, licking a wet stripe against it that is left to cool in the winter night air. then lower, lower still, kaeya's teeth and lips and tongue work downward further, tracing a delicate, attentive circle around his navel before kaeya presses his mouth to the hollow of albedo's hip, where the skin is soft as satin. ]
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And perhaps there are some...lingering reasons behind that, reasons that he doesn't pay as much attention to as maybe he should, but such thoughts are far from his mind right now. Kaeya fills every space in his mind with his taste and his hands and his body, leaving no room for Albedo's doubts or worries to filter through, and it's all for the better.
Their hips grind together, and Albedo positively whimpers.
Maybe he should be embarrassed at being so sensitive, so delicate, but something tells him that Kaeya loves this, and so he doesn't attempt to restrain his response, if he even could, with how good it feels. Soon enough his top is completely bare, a blanket of gooseflesh marking his skin, and as Kaeya's mouth trails down his body, he swears his partner must be able to feel the way his heart slams mercilessly against his ribs, the way he shivers at the beautiful, glistening trail Kaeya leaves on his pale, unblemished skin.
One hand falls to gather a fistful of the blanket beneath them, the other holding fast in Kaeya's hair, pressing his head just so in encouragement. ]
Hn - Kaeya - yes, right there...
[ He gasps again, tipping his head back against the sheets. His mouth is traveling so very low, to areas so very sensitive, and his hips give an involuntary jerk, squirming against the blankets, his knees now squeezing at Kaeya's shoulders.
He's dizzy. Delirious. He's never felt like this before, and yet still he wants more. ]
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he doesn't ask for consent again, not yet, at least, for albedo is giving it in the arch of his hips and the grasp in kaeya's hair, in the way he whimpers yes, right there. kaeya's teeth rasp over the rise of albedo's hipbone, before he's curling slim fingers in the waistband of albedo's trousers, deftly loosening the laces and tugging downward.
the bulge of albedo's cock is evident, and as kaeya sinks down to settle his knees onto the floor he draws his mouth against it, bold and fearless, feeling the shape and heat of albedo's burgeoning erection through the thin linen of his underclothes. one of kaeya's hands grasps at albedo's outer thigh, while the other seeks between his own legs, palming himself through his heinously tight pants. ]
You're perfect.
[ he whispers, before catching the elastic waistband of albedo's undershorts in his teeth, tugging down, freeing his smooth, pretty cock. everything about him is beautiful.
without hesitation, kaeya draws the flat of his tongue in a long stripe up the underside of albedo's cock, feeling him hardening further, twitching against kaeya's wicked lips. ]
Do you want more?
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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. ]
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without another word, kaeya obliges. his free hand coils deft fingers around albedo's cock, gathering him up against his palm to better lift him to kaeya's mouth. his lips part, tongue darting over them before he's slowly, measuredly swallowing him down, surrounding him in the wet heat of his mouth. kaeya hums, the sound vibrating through his teeth, while his free hand makes quick work of his own trousers, pawing at the laces until he's able to jerk his cock free and get a hand around himself.
he doesn't expect albedo to last long. it's his first experience, and kaeya knows full well how.. intense he can be. but that's fine. it's hardly a problem. they have the night still ahead of them. it occurs to him that he could tease him more, edging him along to keep his pleasure reeling, but.. no, that's a technique more advanced than he believes his friend is ready for, however adept and sharp albedo might be.
for now, kaeya is focused wholly on his partner's pleasure, his eye closing as he relaxes his throat to pull albedo deeper still, until he's buried to the hilt, precum dripping down the back of his tongue. albedo tastes good, his flavor rich and complex, salty and sweet, and there's a punch of saliva at the back of kaeya's throat as he begins to bob his head. grasping albedo's thigh, kaeya urges his hips upward, encouraging him to fuck into kaeya's waiting, willing mouth, swallowing eagerly around him, only spurred on further by the prick of fingernails against his scalp, and the hard tug of his hair.
shameless, wild, zealous, kaeya devours him whole, his long hair dragging along albedo's milky thighs, his thoughts a cottony tangle, for kaeya gets just as much pleasure out of pleasing a partner as he gets from being pleased himself. ]
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All at once, Kaeya's glistening lips glide over his cock, further, and then further still, his tongue pulsing as he swallows him to the hilt. His lips make such a pretty circle right between his thighs, nose nestled against soft, pale curls, and a sinful moan tears from Albedo's lungs, the heat in his gut coiling tight as a spring ready to burst.
Still he does not close his eyes or tip his head back - he wants to watch. He wants to see, study, take it all in fully, through each and every sense he can. Even when Kaeya begins to bob, and beckons Albedo to fuck into his mouth, which he begins to do, his movements erratic and shuddering for his inexperience and sheer pleasure overtaking him.
In those blissful, uncomplicated moments, he could lose himself and not have a care in the world. Each movement of Kaeya's mouth brings a wickedly wet sound to his ears, heat and pressure to his cock, beautiful debauchery to his eyes - and all of it drives him wild, absolutely senseless, his heels digging into the middle of Kaeya's back as he feasts on him.
No, he won't last long. Already, he is nearly his climax too quickly, and there's nothing to be done to stop it. He is heedless to anything but the ecstasy coursing through blood and bone at this moment, each roll of his hips a new wave of deliverance, his sharp cries splitting the night air. ]
I-I'm close --
[ He whines through clenched teeth, each breath a whimper. ]
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of course, kaeya does not need nor want it. he's ready.
to soothe albedo's worries, however, kaeya draws back, dragging his mouth off of albedo's cock with a wet pop, thick ropes of saliva snapping from his swollen lips as he lifts his head. kaeya's hair is wild, his face flushed, his peculiar pupil pulled wide as his gaze rises to albedo's winsome face. ]
Then come for me, darling.
[ he croons, kaeya's voice roughened from his work, his speech thick, as sloppy as his tongue. unwilling to leave albedo unattended to for too long, and greedy for the weight of him against his tongue again, kaeya is soon dipping his head to swallow him once more, sucking hard, eager to taste him. his intentions are clear, his tongue arching, ready for the spill of hot spend down his throat. ]
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Kaeya surrounds him fully, completely, drawing him out with the arch of his tongue. His hips jerk once, twice, his head tipping back at last as heat sweeps over his body, heels pressing firm into Kaeya's back, and with stuttering cry, he comes.
The pure, utter bliss that sweeps over him is...incomparable. He has touched himself before - infrequently, yes, but still, he knows what this sensation should feel like. He has given it thought and weight like other human experiences he has had, he thought he knew what to expect, but this...being pleasured by another person, being taken fully into their mouth and surrounded by the heat of their hands and body, their voice and gaze, worked up so perfectly and expertly -
It is something else entirely. Tugging hard with the hand still tangled in Kaeya's hair, Albedo spills into his throat in thick, hot spurts, his hips writhing with each release, the crown of his head pressed hard back into the mattress, back fully arched. He could remain suspended like this forever, he thinks, and want for nothing else. Such a blissfully exquisite existence was within his reach all this time, and he simply didn't know?
And once he is spent, he gives out against the blankets with a whine that almost sounds like a lament. His thighs go slack around Kaeya's shoulders, his eyes fluttering closed, his breathing a scale of rushing, over-sensitive whimpers. He has never felt so good before, thoroughly and utterly debauched. ]
Kaeya...
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but he wants to see that pretty face all debauched and slack with pleasure, so kaeya is soon climbing forward again, rising from the floor to press one knee against the mattress between albedo's thighs. arching over him, kaeya leans down, his dark hair dragging along albedo's bared chest. his eye roves, flicking over albedo's face, flushed a perfect pink, his lips parted and panting, those beautiful teal eyes glazed with pristine pleasure, and all of it wreathed in a mess of blond hair, tousled from their efforts.
kaeya smiles. ]
Look at you, Chief Alchemist, all torn apart beneath me. I'm not sure I've ever seen anything so beautiful.
[ he purrs, his voice like gravel, his throat still tender from swallowing him down. kaeya's own cock pulses, neglected, but he's a patient man, with incredible tolerance and staying power, though he nevertheless settles his hips between albedo's thighs, grinding their bodies together, the sweet pleasure of friction enough to momentarily sate him as his firm erection slides smooth along albedo's own flagging one. ]
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Drunkenly, Albedo meets his gaze, memorizing the wild look in his face. He did not study Kaeya's movements and techniques as thoroughly as he meant to - he was too distracted with his mouth and lips, by his throat around his tip. Still, Kaeya has given him such a gift, granted him experiences he has never held before. Albedo cannot simply just lie here in the aftershocks of his orgasm, especially once Kaeya begins to grind their cocks together.
He is but one half of the equation here, and Kaeya has been such a gracious host. And he called him beautiful...why does that affect him so much?
Albedo may not be quite prepared to take Kaeya into his mouth, especially given...his size, but he has hands that smooth and dexterous and precise. Though his fingers still tremble, Albedo reaches between them, curling his fingers around the root of Kaeya's cock, and pulling forward in a smooth, easy stroke, thumb gliding through his slit, precome dribbling over his finger. ]
Does this feel alright?
[ He asks carefully, watching Kaeya's expression closely for any twitches of pleasure, listening for the slightest gasp of breath. Albedo's hips roll against Kaeya's own, the length of his softening cock brushing alongside his fingers to his partner's cock, sacs sliding together.
He's still so sensitive, this is almost painful. But it's important, that he reciprocates. That he brings Kaeya to bear, just as he had done for him. ]
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Mmmm.. yeah.
[ he murmurs, rocking his hips again, pushing his cock into the circle of albedo's careful fingers, precome running over those elegant knuckles. kaeya is a man of great stamina, he could last much, much longer if he wanted to, and if he's perfectly honest, he aches for more, much more. his fingers tingle with the urge to flip albedo over, to bite hard into his shoulder and fuck him breathless, to fill his soft, virginal ass with come - but that's a thought that should be kept behind his teeth, relegated to simple fantasy. even if albedo were ready for it, which kaeya is sure he isn't, neither of them are entirely sober right now, and kaeya would much rather they be in their right mind. some tipsy fooling around, though? that's plenty fine.
so kaeya satisfies himself with this, still drunk on the memory of albedo squirming beneath him, the taste of his cock still on his tongue enough to keep him going. ]
Squeeze a little tighter.
[ he whispers, dipping down to press a kiss to albedo's collarbone, and another to the star on his throat. resting down against his elbows, kaeya begins to rock his hips in a smooth rhythm, his breath coming hard, his back arching downward. ]
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His heart still thudding in his chest, Albedo does as he is told, tightening his grasp around Kaeya's now-slick cock, pulling more urgently in quick, even strokes. With his focus in his touch, he lets his eyes flutter closed as he relaxes back into the mattress, Kaeya's tender kisses easing the tension right out of him, and he flings his free arm around Kaeya's shoulder, loose and lazy, keeping him near. ]
You feel good. Heavy. Thick.
[ Simple words to describe the sensation, but it seems worth remarking upon. Kaeya seems like the kind of man who enjoys his size being commented on, and even if Albedo hasn't been with other partners, he nevertheless knows that his anatomy is...impressive, so to speak. There is plenty of him to touch and pull and please, so Albedo does so, moving in tandem with the roll of Kaeya's hips to bring him all the pleasure he seeks, deserves.
Turning his head, Albedo mouths at Kaeya's hairline, dragging his lips to his temple, tasting the salt of his skin. ]
Mmm...you seem to be enjoying this.
[ His thumb swipes through Kaeya's slit once again, drawing beading precome onto his knuckle, shivering as it drips in a line down to his wrist. ]
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I am.
[ he murmurs, his hips still rocking, each thrust of his cock into the circle of albedo's fingers made a little more slippery as his precome gathers. ]
Your hand is so soft. And you tasted so good, coming in my mouth like that..
[ the dirty talk helps. kaeya's hips move a little more quickly, the pleasure slowly mounting - but he doesn't want to take too long, doesn't need albedo's delicate wrists getting sore. so he continues to think about it, to remember how albedo looked and sounded, how good that pretty cock felt in his mouth, the way albedo squirmed and writhed beneath him, begging with his body. soon enough kaeya's breath is ragged, his hips snapping down harder, his cock hard and sliding against albedo's soft palm and greedy fingers. ]
I've thought about it before, you know. About how your mouth might taste.
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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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