wizardmanor | Floor 5, Room 3

[Indeed, he ought to. But by touch rather than sight, Ithaqua will find that Urianger is respectably-sized. He's not incredibly well-endowed or anything, but Ithaqua has plenty to play with. All of that licking does wonders for getting Urianger's blood flowing, hardening him up enough for Ithaqua to stick in his mouth.

In the meantime, Urianger does his absolute best to pace himself so his lover has all the time he requires to explore him. It's a test of his resolve, that's for sure. Fingers digging into the fabric of his robes, he deeply but steadily breathes in and out. It becomes heavy enough to be heard after a time, providing further fuel for Ithaqua's desire to be praised for his efforts.

When Ithaqua puts his lips around the head of his cock is when he finally, albeit involuntarily, drops his gaze. His eyes squeeze shut for a second and his breath hitches in his chest. Seven Hells, that feels incredible.]

Thou mayest take all of me. [Though it's uttered as a suggestion, it's also a thinly-veiled plea to swallow him whole.] 'Tis thine- 'Tis wholly thine.

[Ithaqua's not sure that he can take all of Urianger in, not when he's certain this length can go into his throat, but he will try his best. He gives his lover a nod, pats his thigh, and then opens his mouth as wide as it can go just so he can fit Urianger in.

This is definitely different from anything he's ever done in his life, taking a man into his mouth, because he feels like his lips are being stretched wide and the length is already sitting heavy on his tongue and yet there's still more to take. He can't even swallow properly, drool starting to escape his lips. But he does his best for Urianger, to hear and see him pleasured, to know that his lover is enjoying this too.

Ithaqua really has no technique for this, he's just moving his head down and making noises as he tries to fit an elf's whole cock in there.]

[There may be no technique involved, but it's doing wonders for Urianger regardless. It takes all of his willpower to not arch his back and drive himself further in. He doesn't want to make Ithaqua choke on him.]

Ithaqua... N-Nay.

[They're in private. He can switch over to the true name. That feels far more appropriate to him. It's spoken through labored breaths as he takes in the warm and tight pressure around his erection.

Only...when he finally looks back down through a haze of pleasure, he takes note of Ithaqua's struggles and immediately feels embarrassed. He...didn't realize his size might be an issue...]

Mine apologies. Prithee... Prithee do not discomfort thyself.

[Ithaqua makes a soft noise in his throat when Urianger calls him by name, but he only looks up when he hears the apologies. He tilts his head quizzically, mouth still full, one cheek bulging from the contents of his mouth.

Then he pulls away, lips red from the effort.]

It was no great discomfort. [He wipe his mouth with the back of his hand.] Merely... lack of experience.

[Then, a pause as he looks unsure of himself.]

Did you not like it?

[Urianger never thought he'd find such salacious sights appealing, and yet here he is. He lifts a hand to brush at his lover's reddened lips.]

Oh... Far, far from it. Thine efforts please me greatly, lack of experience or otherwise.

[Ithaqua definitely has nothing to worry about there. The only reason Urianger was able to relax his grip on his robes is because Ithaqua's stopped for a moment.]

I was merely concerned thou wert having difficulties and not enjoying thyself.

Mmm. [Urianger worries too much. Sometimes it's endearing, but Ithaqua now has to assuage his worries, else they be stuck like this forever, lengths pointing to heaven and unsatisfied. Ithaqua delicately takes Urianger's thumb between his teeth and briefly scrapes it with a fang, before letting go and undoing the fastenings of his trousers.]

Tell me, lover, if I was not enjoying myself, would I have this? [Then he gives a soft sigh when his prick is released from such confining clothing.]

Having you in my mouth made me this way, because I touched you and drew sounds that were just as effective as your kisses in provoking me.

[...Ithaqua can't just nibble at him and then let him go, hello... Urianger has to clear his throat while his lover relieves himself of his suffocating confines.]

Ah... [Words fail him for a moment, so he laughs sheepishly instead and averts his eyes. It's not all bashfulness, though. It's...making him even more excited. He's happy to have been providing Ithaqua with what he wants.] How am I to deny such compelling evidence? If thou art also satisfied, then I shan't say more about it.

But... [Ithaqua leans in, placing his hands on the bed on either side of his lover's hips for balance.] Are you?

[Is Urianger satisfied? Or is he merely taking the dregs of Ithaqua's pleasure and calling it his own enjoyment? Ithaqua may want to be more than a dead fish in bed, but he doesn't want to be selfish, either.

He clambers onto Urianger's lap, breathing a soft sigh when his length comes into contact with the warmth of another body, and reaches for his elf's hands so he can encourage some exploration.]

Go on, have your fill.

I-

[Well, he was going to assure Ithaqua that is he perfectly satisfied right now, but he's also not going to say no to this turn of events either.

He breathes out as he adjusts to Ithaqua's weight on him, allowing his hands to be guided. His uses one hand to take hold of his lover's cock, running his long, slender fingers along its length and brushing the tip. The other hand cups Ithaqua's cheek in a silent plea for him to lean in just a little more for a kiss. It matters not where Ithaqua's mouth has just been.

All the while, Urianger has to fight his divided attention. Ithaqua is sitting right against the elezen's own erection, and any little shift in weight rubs it more. Ithaqua wanted to make sure Urianger's getting his fair share of pleasure, but this might border on sensory overload.]

[He has to give a shiver when Urianger takes him in hand, and suddenly, he feels so much warmer, despite the thin, lightweight shirt. He tries to tug it off, but with his lover occupying his mouth as well, Ithaqua's movements are limited.

Though the latter is more of a problem of his own making, when he kisses Urianger with enough enthusiasm that he doesn't want to pull away so soon. So he tries to pull Urianger's hand on his cheek downward, to the sliver of chest revealed by the scandalously low neckline.]

[Urianger continues to obediently follow along. Once his hand reaches bare skin, he slips it underneath the fabric of Ithaqua's shirt to glide across his chest. He'll actually help Ithaqua with removing it altogether at some point, but for now...there's something enticing about sneaking past barriers.

His other hand remains on Ithaqua's length, working it at a steady pace to help his lover along. Once the two of them need to pull back to breathe, Urianger's kisses descend along Ithaqua's chin and along his neck, but never pressing too hard. He wants to be sensual and gentle with them.]

Thou art warming up. [He murmurs against Ithaqua's neck. He knows Ithaqua doesn't like being hot, though it's kind of unavoidable here.] Wilt thou endure it for the time being?

Nnh...

[Ithaqua arches towards Urianger's mouth and hands, wanting more attention, affection, everything Urianger can give to him. There's also something to be said about having a warm, soft hand against his bare skin, while dyed linen whispers against his body as well. He can't even begin to describe the feeling.]

All of this is bearable. It's my body, after all... and yours. Such is not difficult-- nor new, I'd touched myself not too long ago. [And with his elf on his mind.]

[Urianger reads the movements of Ithaqua's body loud and clear, continuing his ministrations while exploring further. His hand underneath Ithaqua's shirt ghosts over a nipple in a calculated maneuver while the other gives a gentle but firm tug along Ithaqua's length. He shifts his own body every now and again, both reposition and also to give the two of them some additional friction. As much as he wants to focus on Ithaqua, his own needs are unfortunately difficult to completely ignore.]

'Tis heartening indeed to hear it. However... [He lifts his head to return his lips against Ithaqua's.] Assuming I am available, I shall take care of thy needs from now on. Never again shalt thou need to resort to acting alone.

[Ithaqua hums briefly in thought as he allows Urianger that brief, requested kiss, and leans into him more because the rub against his nipple and on his length, their bodies practically pressed against each other.

Urianger is just good at getting a reaction out of Ithaqua-- but when they have only just begun courting and learning each other, Ithaqua thinks that he'll be in trouble when they know each other properly, intimately. He can't wait.]

Heheh... I did so for personal reasons. [Which means, he wanted to.] And he keeps talking, but he's beginning to sound breathless.]

And, eventually, to prepare should it come time for us to get intimate. If I wanted to take you, I would not be floundering. If you wanted to take me, I would be able to help you. However... I learned rather quickly what you prefer.

[Hence how confident he acted when they entered the room. Few things escape his sharp hunter's eyes, he knows Urianger will want to seat himself inside Ithaqua.]

Edited 2024-06-14 09:11 (UTC)

Floor 5, Room 3

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