[ a visionary? a slut, you mean!! kaeya chuckles. ]
It's only simple experience, my dear..
[ he purrs, his eye closing as albedo's hand travels, down his cock and against his sac, handling him gently; his curiosity is what keeps this fun, what makes a simple handjob into something much more, something entirely exciting. kaeya rewards him with a roll of his hips, and a low, soft moan, grinding their bodies together.
but it isn't a lie. even kaeya was inexperienced once, though he admittedly picked up the art of lovemaking rather quickly. it came to him easily, it helped him to drown out his pain with sweet, lovely pleasure, of course he fell into it with ease and never looked back. but albedo, too, is a quick learner, which kaeya can certainly recognize and approve of; it makes this all the better. when albedo's thigh presses against his hip, kaeya finds it with his hand, squeezing pale, supple flesh beneath his palm as he nudges albedo's chin up with his nose to better kiss his throat, kaeya's tongue arching against the star there. ]
Are you close?
[ he murmurs, sucking at tender skin, his hips snapping downward harder, faster. ]
[ He all but groans, his fingers in Kaeya’s hair tugging harder, urging the heat of his mouth and his soft tongue against the delicate flesh of his neck, his knee around his waist tightening as their hips rock together. He is still very new to this, of course; he wasn’t meant to last long. But he nevertheless does his best to make himself last a few more moments, to appreciate the exquisite, twisting heat in his belly, the silky-smooth glide of their lengths together, the weight and heat of Kaeya’s cock –
He whimpers, grinding his teeth together, hips rising to meet Kaeya’s, the small of his back arching off the bed with each thrust. ]
J-just there - ah –
[ Without further warning, pleasure crashes over him hard, like a wave of blinding heat, and he comes against his own fingers and Kaeya’s cock and belly both, sputtering hot, wet strands of come while he cries out Kaeya’s name. He’s loud, feverish in the throes of pleasure, pulling on Kaeya's hair sharply, unable to hold himself back. He couldn’t if he wanted to. Not when he feels this good, this real, this alive.
He whines sharply against Kaeya’s ear again and he strokes himself dry, a sticky, white mess clinging to their bodies as his trembling fingers milk himself for all he’s worth. ]
[ albedo may give no further warning, but that's quite all right, considering kaeya does not need it. he's seasoned enough to feel when his lover is getting close, to read it in the arch of his body and the way his breathing quickens, harsh and ragged. yes, that's just what kaeya wants, just what he wants to hear - it's this pleasure, this attention that he drowns himself in so fully.
which makes it all too easy for him to tip himself right over the edge. there's no reason to draw it out and wait, after all, when he's not about to please himself any other way. besides, there's something perfectly beautiful about simultaneous orgasms, something lovely in the way that they reach that glorious peak together, lost in one another's pleasure.
so kaeya lets go, with a low, shuddering groan.
rocking his hips forward, he presses into the slick grasp of albedo's fingers, into that sweet, wet heat that has only become wetter, the heat of albedo's spend against his cock and skin so wickedly delicious that he can hardly stand it. panting hard, kaeya spills, spending himself against those perfect, delicate fingers in sticky ropes. they're a mess, both of them, after all they have done, but kaeya is nevertheless content to fold down against him, his shoulders heaving as he catches his breath for a moment before he's seeking albedo's mouth again, in a hungry, messy kiss. ]
[ It’s the second time that Kaeya has come against his fingers tonight, but it’s no less strange and exhilarating a feeling than the first time, even if Albedo is too deep in his own orgasm to fully appreciate it like he did before. As Kaeya comes, Albedo continues to work his fingers over him quick and steady, unrelenting as he groans and spurts himself, until they are both spent, covered and sticky from such sweet release, the smell of sex thick on the air. ]
Kaeya…
[ He gasps again, like a man gasping for air after being underwater. His arms reach up to wind around Kaeya’s shoulders as he presses down against him, their bellies slick, and Albedo kisses him fervently, licking into his mouth and groaning against his tongue.
He has lost all composure, but he’s perfectly fine with that, if it means these are the things he gets to experience.
He threads his fingers through Kaeya’s dark hair, lazy and slow, feeling the texture of it between his fingers. ]
[ the second time indeed, and combined with albedo's spend, the two of them are really quite filthy now, sticky with sweat and come alike, and kaeya can't help but chuckle. ]
Yes. Yes, it was.
[ not so nice as fucking albedo into the mattress might have been, of course, but.. later. another time. next time. odd, that he's even considering a next time, but albedo is a partner worth keeping around, he thinks, and not only to continue to preserve their professional relationship. albedo is alluring in his own way, his demure innocence is intoxicating enough to get drunk off of, and kaeya can't help the deep, sinful urge to want to corrupt him fully and completely.
the feel of albedo's fingers in his hair earns a low, soft purr in the back of kaeya's throat, rumbling between their lips. ]
Though I think we ought to get ourselves cleaned up, before we sleep.
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It's only simple experience, my dear..
[ he purrs, his eye closing as albedo's hand travels, down his cock and against his sac, handling him gently; his curiosity is what keeps this fun, what makes a simple handjob into something much more, something entirely exciting. kaeya rewards him with a roll of his hips, and a low, soft moan, grinding their bodies together.
but it isn't a lie. even kaeya was inexperienced once, though he admittedly picked up the art of lovemaking rather quickly. it came to him easily, it helped him to drown out his pain with sweet, lovely pleasure, of course he fell into it with ease and never looked back. but albedo, too, is a quick learner, which kaeya can certainly recognize and approve of; it makes this all the better. when albedo's thigh presses against his hip, kaeya finds it with his hand, squeezing pale, supple flesh beneath his palm as he nudges albedo's chin up with his nose to better kiss his throat, kaeya's tongue arching against the star there. ]
Are you close?
[ he murmurs, sucking at tender skin, his hips snapping downward harder, faster. ]
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[ He all but groans, his fingers in Kaeya’s hair tugging harder, urging the heat of his mouth and his soft tongue against the delicate flesh of his neck, his knee around his waist tightening as their hips rock together. He is still very new to this, of course; he wasn’t meant to last long. But he nevertheless does his best to make himself last a few more moments, to appreciate the exquisite, twisting heat in his belly, the silky-smooth glide of their lengths together, the weight and heat of Kaeya’s cock –
He whimpers, grinding his teeth together, hips rising to meet Kaeya’s, the small of his back arching off the bed with each thrust. ]
J-just there - ah –
[ Without further warning, pleasure crashes over him hard, like a wave of blinding heat, and he comes against his own fingers and Kaeya’s cock and belly both, sputtering hot, wet strands of come while he cries out Kaeya’s name. He’s loud, feverish in the throes of pleasure, pulling on Kaeya's hair sharply, unable to hold himself back. He couldn’t if he wanted to. Not when he feels this good, this real, this alive.
He whines sharply against Kaeya’s ear again and he strokes himself dry, a sticky, white mess clinging to their bodies as his trembling fingers milk himself for all he’s worth. ]
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which makes it all too easy for him to tip himself right over the edge. there's no reason to draw it out and wait, after all, when he's not about to please himself any other way. besides, there's something perfectly beautiful about simultaneous orgasms, something lovely in the way that they reach that glorious peak together, lost in one another's pleasure.
so kaeya lets go, with a low, shuddering groan.
rocking his hips forward, he presses into the slick grasp of albedo's fingers, into that sweet, wet heat that has only become wetter, the heat of albedo's spend against his cock and skin so wickedly delicious that he can hardly stand it. panting hard, kaeya spills, spending himself against those perfect, delicate fingers in sticky ropes. they're a mess, both of them, after all they have done, but kaeya is nevertheless content to fold down against him, his shoulders heaving as he catches his breath for a moment before he's seeking albedo's mouth again, in a hungry, messy kiss. ]
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Kaeya…
[ He gasps again, like a man gasping for air after being underwater. His arms reach up to wind around Kaeya’s shoulders as he presses down against him, their bellies slick, and Albedo kisses him fervently, licking into his mouth and groaning against his tongue.
He has lost all composure, but he’s perfectly fine with that, if it means these are the things he gets to experience.
He threads his fingers through Kaeya’s dark hair, lazy and slow, feeling the texture of it between his fingers. ]
…That was nice.
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Yes. Yes, it was.
[ not so nice as fucking albedo into the mattress might have been, of course, but.. later. another time. next time. odd, that he's even considering a next time, but albedo is a partner worth keeping around, he thinks, and not only to continue to preserve their professional relationship. albedo is alluring in his own way, his demure innocence is intoxicating enough to get drunk off of, and kaeya can't help the deep, sinful urge to want to corrupt him fully and completely.
the feel of albedo's fingers in his hair earns a low, soft purr in the back of kaeya's throat, rumbling between their lips. ]
Though I think we ought to get ourselves cleaned up, before we sleep.