[ He wasn't expecting it to be that immediate. Usually there's like. Foreplay? ]
H-hahah-oh! All right. So we are to do it in the kitchen then?
[ His hands have found purchase on Hythlodaeus' arms from the surprise. The feel of the fabric of those robes against his bare body does feel good. For what it's worth, he is wet, for the thought of being nude and examined by such an attractive man has an intense appeal.
He isn't sure why he thought he'd be taking the lead here, but you know what? Nevermind that. He's okay with this. ]
[He pulls his body close against his, half hardened cock pressing against his middle. This is merely a tease, Hythlodaeus' attention is between Byleth's legs.]
[With three fingers he parts Byleth's lips in earnest, tracing a finger through the slickness, up to his clit. He touches it gingerly, through the hood, testing his reactions.]
Is that a problem?
[He takes his time to reply. Can Byleth carry a thought like this?]
No. No it isn't. It's all r-ahh... Mmm. It'sallright.
[ His grip tightens, and he didn't even realize he's standing on his toes nearly, until his legs start to quiver. His hips stutter forward as those exploratory fingers reach his clit. Bigger than one might expect, and now very stiff for the attention.
He leans his head forward, tucking it against Hythlodaeus's shoulder as he tries to ease into it. He isn't used to being examined in such a way, but there's a distinct appeal. He's hardly interested in letting this man do all the work though, and he reaches down, palming the shape of his cock through his robes. He's gentle as anything, even in this position. ]
[Hythlodaeus traces around it, moving his thumb to touch the top of it. He tugs the hood away, exposing it to the air and his own view as he holds Byleth slightly to one side. His hand slides up to his shoulders just so he can see what he's doing. He doesn't pay much attention to Byleth's rubbing for now, though he naturally reacts. It's clear that it's fairly big, even through the layers.]
[Satisfied for the moment, he reaches back between his legs to find the opening, plunging the single digit within. He draws it back to find all his bundles of nerves as his eyes dart back to his face.]
[ Good boy. Oohf. How many times has Byleth uttered those very words to someone he was fucking? To have it turned back on him now though sends a harsh shudder through him. Well. It's fairly clear the dynamic here, between the two of them.
He sucks in a sharp breath as that finger delves into him. He shifts his hips forward, trying to make it easier for him to access, bracing one foot against the rung of a chair. ]
Hahh... oh fhh- [ He almost misses the question, and it takes him a moment to focus enough to even answer it. ]
No.
[ Not to dunk on Emet or anything, but having had plenty of beastly lovers, dragons included, he's gotten used to pushing his limits. ]
Dragons. Are bigger- [ His breath hitches, turning his head toward Hythlodaeus's neck, kissing and nipping, though he still lets the other man dictate the pace of the encounter, as he seems wont to do. ]
Then you should be able to accommodate me easily enough.
[Hythlodaeus withdraws his finger long enough to take Byleth by the hips and put him on the counter. He draws his hand down his body, dissipating his robes. It's finally warm enough to bare his skin against the other temperatures.]
[He conjures lubricant onto the upper bit of his palm, coating his half-hardened cock in the process. It seems the one available speed setting is totally breakneck.]
[Though he isn't ungrateful. He grabs Byleth by the hair above his neck, positioning his head to kiss him fully. He said he wanted that, did he not?]
[ The pace is fast, and while he prefers more romantic encounters, sometimes heated passion is great too. Or whatever this is. He's not sure, but he is sure that it feels good, and Hythlodaeus is in command, not shy about taking what he wants.
He'd reply to that comment but there's a hand pulling his hair and turning him into that kiss. Yes. He did want that. He does still, wrapping his legs around the other man as he moves close. While he is in a submissive role here, he doesn't mind, and he's not a passive bottom. He follows the rhythm, moves to make things easier, and offers just enough resistance to make it interesting. He's got a bit of defiance still, which he suspects will be appreciated.
He does sneak a hand up to try to tug that tie on his hair free. He wants to see it down, wants to be able to run his fingers through it. ]
[He doesn't stop him from that. It's almost beneath his notice, except for the fact that nothing truly is.]
[His hair is thick in the strands, densely follicled, plus expectantly soft. Impossibly soft. It begins to fall out of its braid immediately as soon as the tie is loose. His hair smells faintly herbal, like a cross between rosemary and patchouli. An odd Amaurotine plant, perhaps.]
[Hythlodaeus traces the scars on his chest with a finger, gazing at Byleth, eyes flicking between scarring and intense eye contact.]
[ He really wishes he had a higher thought than 'pretty man smell so good and so soft very nice' but that's about where his brain is until Hythlodaeus just drops that little bit of information on him, and he blinks a couple of times. ]
Wh- it is? I was told they replaced it with-
[ He touches his own chest briefly. Not that it changes much but... interesting. Very interesting. It certainly doesn't work, that much he knows. ]
Well... good to know I am not the completely heartless monster people thought me to be.
[ One might expect some kind of bitterness there, and there is, perhaps a bit, but it's so distant now, and he delivers it in the same low tone he usually tends to keep. ]
You really do have as keen an eye as Emet-Selch said you did.
[ Ah. Back to the sex then. That's all well and good though. It is actually, a rather sweet gesture he thinks, to offer to show him what's there. Byleth smiles, relaxing himself to allow for easier entry.
Byleth lets a soft moan slip as the other man's cock slips inside. All the way to the hilt. He is big, but pleasantly so. A nice snug fit. He squeezes intentionally around him, shifting his hips, inviting him to move as he pleases. ]
[He starts at an easy pace. He knows his size is nothing to sneeze at, and it can feel like a lot more once it's in motion. Though that's usually slightly more true for back door entries. He is likewise pleasantly tight, and it makes it easy to keep his tempo.]
Mmmh. Perhaps next time we can test some limits. If you hurt me, I'll say something, but I am far from delicate.
A little stress can feel good.
[ He presumes there will be a next time, given how this is going. He doesn't seem to have any issue with the size, but it is notably filling. He isn't shy about making his approval known. Thankfully he is apt to enjoy things on the bigger side, regardless of where or how.
He does his best to reciprocate what he can, though mostly it seems to be affection. Because of course it is. He can't help but crave for it. He does however, press his face into the crook of the man's neck and attempt to suck and nip a bruise into his skin there. ]
Perhaps if you're very sweet we can play with a few of my new toys next time, too- Ahh! Fuck... right there- Don't stop-
I don't mean insertion t-oyhhhssss... you are more than enough-
[ Which he does mean, Hythlodaeus is plenty big enough to satisfy him, and he grabs for the man's hand to hold unconsciously. Ever sentimental.
The statement sounds like a challenge. Byleth is usually quick to finish, but makes up for it in sheer stamina and lack of any refractory period. Still, now that he says that... ]
You think s-OH!?
[ It is getting very hard to talk like this, and quite honestly, Hythlodaeus is right. He is going to come like this sooner than later. He does for what it's worth, try to hold out. Try to make it at least somewhat of a challenge, because he gets the feeling this man likes a little game here and there. He bites his lip trying to focus on anything but the sensation of being filled up over and over again.
He can't fight the inevitable though, and finds his end with a low, stuttering moan. He can feel himself trembling through it, tightening down on the other man as much as he can while he rides it out. He does feel a bit silly for not being able to hold off, but he looks up at the man above him with a tiny bit of defiance. ]
[He gives a moan as he feels the constriction of Byleth's orgasm, riding through it just for fun. It was quick, but he doesn't particularly mind. He's slightly surprised to hear Byleth demand another.]
Ohh, a little greedy, are we?
[He whispers that tease into his ear and nips the lobe.]
Well, shall I continue here or...
[He casually reaches behind him and prods his butt with his middle finger.]
Greedy? Don't tell me with all of your years you stop at one?
[ He matches the faintly cheeky tone, turning to kiss Hythlodaeus' neck in kind. He sucks in a breath as he feels a finger pressing against his ass. ]
Be my guest. As hard as you want.
[ The invitation is one of curiosity. Wondering just how much Hythlodaeus will give, or if he would hold back somehow. Given how quickly Byleth heals though, he isn't worried. Any kind of pain short of something extreme is not unwelcome. ]
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[ He wasn't expecting it to be that immediate. Usually there's like. Foreplay? ]
H-hahah-oh! All right. So we are to do it in the kitchen then?
[ His hands have found purchase on Hythlodaeus' arms from the surprise. The feel of the fabric of those robes against his bare body does feel good. For what it's worth, he is wet, for the thought of being nude and examined by such an attractive man has an intense appeal.
He isn't sure why he thought he'd be taking the lead here, but you know what? Nevermind that. He's okay with this. ]
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[With three fingers he parts Byleth's lips in earnest, tracing a finger through the slickness, up to his clit. He touches it gingerly, through the hood, testing his reactions.]
Is that a problem?
[He takes his time to reply. Can Byleth carry a thought like this?]
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[ His grip tightens, and he didn't even realize he's standing on his toes nearly, until his legs start to quiver. His hips stutter forward as those exploratory fingers reach his clit. Bigger than one might expect, and now very stiff for the attention.
He leans his head forward, tucking it against Hythlodaeus's shoulder as he tries to ease into it. He isn't used to being examined in such a way, but there's a distinct appeal. He's hardly interested in letting this man do all the work though, and he reaches down, palming the shape of his cock through his robes. He's gentle as anything, even in this position. ]
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[Hythlodaeus traces around it, moving his thumb to touch the top of it. He tugs the hood away, exposing it to the air and his own view as he holds Byleth slightly to one side. His hand slides up to his shoulders just so he can see what he's doing. He doesn't pay much attention to Byleth's rubbing for now, though he naturally reacts. It's clear that it's fairly big, even through the layers.]
[Satisfied for the moment, he reaches back between his legs to find the opening, plunging the single digit within. He draws it back to find all his bundles of nerves as his eyes dart back to his face.]
Is Emet-Selch's the largest you've taken?
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He sucks in a sharp breath as that finger delves into him. He shifts his hips forward, trying to make it easier for him to access, bracing one foot against the rung of a chair. ]
Hahh... oh fhh- [ He almost misses the question, and it takes him a moment to focus enough to even answer it. ]
No.
[ Not to dunk on Emet or anything, but having had plenty of beastly lovers, dragons included, he's gotten used to pushing his limits. ]
Dragons. Are bigger- [ His breath hitches, turning his head toward Hythlodaeus's neck, kissing and nipping, though he still lets the other man dictate the pace of the encounter, as he seems wont to do. ]
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[Hythlodaeus withdraws his finger long enough to take Byleth by the hips and put him on the counter. He draws his hand down his body, dissipating his robes. It's finally warm enough to bare his skin against the other temperatures.]
[He conjures lubricant onto the upper bit of his palm, coating his half-hardened cock in the process. It seems the one
available speed setting is totally breakneck.]
[Though he isn't ungrateful. He grabs Byleth by the hair above his neck, positioning his head to kiss him fully. He said he wanted that, did he not?]
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He'd reply to that comment but there's a hand pulling his hair and turning him into that kiss. Yes. He did want that. He does still, wrapping his legs around the other man as he moves close. While he is in a submissive role here, he doesn't mind, and he's not a passive bottom. He follows the rhythm, moves to make things easier, and offers just enough resistance to make it interesting. He's got a bit of defiance still, which he suspects will be appreciated.
He does sneak a hand up to try to tug that tie on his hair free. He wants to see it down, wants to be able to run his fingers through it. ]
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[His hair is thick in the strands, densely follicled, plus expectantly soft. Impossibly soft. It begins to fall out of its braid immediately as soon as the tie is loose. His hair smells faintly herbal, like a cross between rosemary and patchouli. An odd Amaurotine plant, perhaps.]
[Hythlodaeus traces the scars on his chest with a finger, gazing at Byleth, eyes flicking between scarring and intense eye contact.]
Your heart is still there, you know.
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Wh- it is? I was told they replaced it with-
[ He touches his own chest briefly. Not that it changes much but... interesting. Very interesting. It certainly doesn't work, that much he knows. ]
Well... good to know I am not the completely heartless monster people thought me to be.
[ One might expect some kind of bitterness there, and there is, perhaps a bit, but it's so distant now, and he delivers it in the same low tone he usually tends to keep. ]
You really do have as keen an eye as Emet-Selch said you did.
[ What where they doing? OH RIGHT. Sex. ]
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[Which is all the warning he actually gets before Hythlodaeus lubricates his cock and lines it up with Byleth's cunt.]
[He tugs him so that his ass is hanging off the edge, the head of his cock presses against the opening as they're finally at eye level.]
The very keenest, I'm told.
[He presses forth as he pulls Byleth onto him, seeing how deep he'll go.]
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[ Ah. Back to the sex then. That's all well and good though. It is actually, a rather sweet gesture he thinks, to offer to show him what's there. Byleth smiles, relaxing himself to allow for easier entry.
Byleth lets a soft moan slip as the other man's cock slips inside. All the way to the hilt. He is big, but pleasantly so. A nice snug fit. He squeezes intentionally around him, shifting his hips, inviting him to move as he pleases. ]
Mmm. No need to be gentle. I can take a lot.
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[He takes a playfully warning tone.]
I might take you up on it.
[He starts at an easy pace. He knows his size is nothing to sneeze at, and it can feel like a lot more once it's in motion. Though that's usually slightly more true for back door entries. He is likewise pleasantly tight, and it makes it easy to keep his tempo.]
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A little stress can feel good.
[ He presumes there will be a next time, given how this is going. He doesn't seem to have any issue with the size, but it is notably filling. He isn't shy about making his approval known. Thankfully he is apt to enjoy things on the bigger side, regardless of where or how.
He does his best to reciprocate what he can, though mostly it seems to be affection. Because of course it is. He can't help but crave for it. He does however, press his face into the crook of the man's neck and attempt to suck and nip a bruise into his skin there. ]
Perhaps if you're very sweet we can play with a few of my new toys next time, too- Ahh! Fuck... right there- Don't stop-
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[Is it ego? Is it truth in his mind? It doesn't matter.]
I won't stop. [It is assurance and promise both.]
[His hips snap up into him with a fierceness. ]
I think you're going to come before I do.
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[ Which he does mean, Hythlodaeus is plenty big enough to satisfy him, and he grabs for the man's hand to hold unconsciously. Ever sentimental.
The statement sounds like a challenge. Byleth is usually quick to finish, but makes up for it in sheer stamina and lack of any refractory period. Still, now that he says that... ]
You think s-OH!?
[ It is getting very hard to talk like this, and quite honestly, Hythlodaeus is right. He is going to come like this sooner than later. He does for what it's worth, try to hold out. Try to make it at least somewhat of a challenge, because he gets the feeling this man likes a little game here and there. He bites his lip trying to focus on anything but the sensation of being filled up over and over again.
He can't fight the inevitable though, and finds his end with a low, stuttering moan. He can feel himself trembling through it, tightening down on the other man as much as he can while he rides it out. He does feel a bit silly for not being able to hold off, but he looks up at the man above him with a tiny bit of defiance. ]
Keep going.
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Ohh, a little greedy, are we?
[He whispers that tease into his ear and nips the lobe.]
Well, shall I continue here or...
[He casually reaches behind him and prods his butt with his middle finger.]
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[ He matches the faintly cheeky tone, turning to kiss Hythlodaeus' neck in kind. He sucks in a breath as he feels a finger pressing against his ass. ]
Be my guest. As hard as you want.
[ The invitation is one of curiosity. Wondering just how much Hythlodaeus will give, or if he would hold back somehow. Given how quickly Byleth heals though, he isn't worried. Any kind of pain short of something extreme is not unwelcome. ]