Floor 5, Room 3

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ITHAQUA

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[divineth]

[Oh. Urianger gasps in turn as Ithaqua suddenly whips away from him, not having expected such a severe reaction. It’s as if he’s stepped on a cat’s tail…only with more intention behind it. That makes him feel worse.]

I’m so sorry. [He whispers, pressing gentle kisses against Ithaqua’s cheek. That formerly questing hand returns to his hair, petting it in an attempt to comfort.] I shan’t do that again.

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[Ithaqua mumbles under his breath before he shakes his head.]

It's fine. You... caught me by surprise. [He looks up at the ceiling past Urianger's head, blinking and thinking what just happened? ]

It was not painful, in any case... It felt like... [He waves a hand, attempting to find the right word, and it flops back onto his lover's back when he gives up and settles for an analogy.] The way one feels when another touches your head through your hair and you feel a sudden electrifying twinge elsewhere in your body.

[Almost like arousal, really. Actually... hang on... Could it turn to that? That would be awkward, though.]

[divineth]

It must be a highly sensitive appendage. As I recall, the velvet that covereth growing antlers doth carry many blood vessels for the purpose of nourishment during the growing process.

[Just a little biology lesson during their makeout session. Urianger hadn’t realized antlers were actually so sensitive, though, so he learned something too.

After some more petting, his hand moves down to stroke Ithaqua’s cheek.]

I’m glad to know I did not bring thee harm, but if it doth discomfort thee, then I shall refrain from repeated touch.

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[Ithaqua considers him for a second, before turning his head and delicately taking one finger between his teeth, just to catch Urianger's attention. Not because his lover is regurgitating knowledge that he already has, but because he has another point he wants to make.

Then he lets Urianger go.]

I never said it was uncomfortable, you know. You should touch just a little more if you wish... It was surprising. But not unpleasant.

I trust you.

[divineth]

…ah.

[That gets his attention all right. A slight shiver rolls down his spine from the sensation. He imagines Ithaqua must have felt this but tenfold when his antler was touched.]

So long as it doth not hurt. [He leans down for a quick kiss.] Mine aim is to please thee.

[With that, he brings his hand back up.]

Pray brace thyself, and inform me if thou needest me to stop.

[He breathes in and returns his hand to the antler, lightly running his fingers over the velvet.]

uwu this is now nsfw

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[Perhaps that was a mistake, allowing Urianger free rein... But then Ithaqua decides whatever.

That is, until Urianger brushes his fingers over one sensitive antler, and then he just stops thinking altogether. (3)]

Nn-- Aaah! [Ithaqua's body arches as he cries out, legs trembling, hands fisting even more in Urianger's clothing and feet digging into the sheets. He's acting as if he's in the throes of passion, as if his lover was already getting to work inside him.

Appropriately, he's already hard in his trousers.]

[divineth]

[Now he knows that this is not an act of pain, but…ah, arousal. It helps him settle into his role all the easier. He keeps calm and steadies himself so that Ithaqua doesn’t throw him off the bed, then continues his ministrations. His long fingers lightly brush against the velvet or press along the base while kisses are pressed against Ithaqua’s lips or whatever surface is made available to him.]

That’s it… [He keeps his voice low and encouraging. He has an idea of how Ithaqua likes their intimacy now.] Fret not, my love. I shall take care of thee.

[In time, he will properly address the erection he can feel against him. But for now, he simply shifts his body to provide friction.]

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Heh. [He inhales sharply, before slinging one leg over Urianger's hip.]

Ngh. You'll make me finish if you keep touching me there...

[As if that were an obstacle for Ithaqua. He's not bluffing, he's already squirming as if he's close to orgasm already. But... what's sex without foreplay?]

[divineth]

[Ithaqua admitting as such makes Urianger pull back for a moment to look down at him with mild surprise.]

So soon? [He draws an arm back to take hold of Ithaqua’s leg.] But I have only just begun.

[He won’t actually go so far as to try denying Ithaqua’s release, though.]

Then shall I free thee now? I would not make a mess of thy trousers.

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You underestimate the effect it had on me... [He brushes his hair out of his eyes. That was certainly intense, wasn't it? He's surprised he didn't just come right then and there.]

And your effect on me. Come on, Urianger. [He shakes feeling into his arms and raises them.] Let's undress as you like, and then take me, mh?

[divineth]

...So it doth seem.

[Urianger was getting into the zone, but now that he's been momentarily taken out of it, it's hard not to blush a little. Is he really that good at pleasuring Ithaqua? He won't let it get to his head, but it does make him feel good.

He pulls away and carefully maneuvers off of Ithaqua, but doesn't stray too far. He has plans.]

May I...?

[He's hovering a hand over Ithaqua's pants. He did say he'd take care of Ithaqua, and that includes helping him undress.]

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[To the question, he nods, but he also finds the chance to smirk up at Urianger's flushed face. That's a good look on him. Ithaqua should make it happen more often... perhaps easier done than said.

Then Ithaqua puts his legs together and lifts them, to make the job easier for his lover. Now that he's slowly coming down from the high of being touched somewhere sensitive, he has more of his mind back.]

[divineth]

[He sees the smirking! Cease!! Actually, no...he likes seeing that look on Ithaqua. Letting out a deep exhale, he shifts his gaze away so he can stop being distracted.

First and foremost, any buttons or zippers are quickly undone to get Ithaqua's erection free. After that, he takes hold of both pants and undergarments and carefully slides them off. Once they're discarded to the floor, he leans back down for another quick kiss.]

Wouldst thou have thy top removed as well?

[He'll address his own clothes once that's settled.]

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[In response, Ithaqua slides his hands underneath Urianger's collar.]

Lay me completely bare, lover.

[divineth]

[Wow, what a way to phrase that. It's doing wonders for Urianger's libido, that's for sure, so his response is breathy.]

Of course.

[He starts low, gliding his hands up Ithaqua's bare legs and hips until he catches fabric. The top is made quick work of from there- lifted over Ithaqua's head, through his arms, and onto the floor.]

Now I shall disrobe.

[With a huff, he rises to his feet, and it's no guess as to why he's being careful about it. As loose as his robes may be, they can no longer hide the bulge of his arousal. He tugs them up over his head and removes his smallclothes. With that, he's ready to return to his lover and get him prepared.

He crawls back onto the bed and lowers himself enough to brush his body up against Ithaqua's- erection and all. But he doesn't stall for much longer than that. He's quick to return Ithaqua's leg over his shoulder so that he might have easier access to his hole.]

Let us see how much preparation thou needest.

[With the aid of some magic, he conjures up a bit of lubrication on his fingers and inserts the first.]

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[Urianger likes to wear robes that sometimes bears skin, and while a treat whenever Ithaqua looks at him, watching him disrobe is such a meal. He props himself up on his elbows to watch, licking his lips. He wants to bite that... and he's sure that Urianger will let him, anyway.

He settles back down in bed when his lover returns, gamely spreading his legs and breathing so they can both make full use of his natural flexibility for their enjoyment.]

Likely the same as our first time... [A sharp inhale as he feels Urianger's finger in sensitive parts and he fights his body's reflexes so he can relax.] We have both been busy, haven't we?

[divineth]

[Ithaqua's guess seems about right. After easing his finger in and around, he brings in a second to repeat the process. As before, it will continue until he thinks Ithaqua is sufficiently stretched out.

While preparations are underway, he makes sure he doesn't leave the rest of his lover unattended. He lowers his front half to reach Ithaqua's face so that he may bring him into another kiss- as deep as he would like it.]

We have. I am glad for this lull.

[Even if it began with an argument. But what better way to make up for all of that than having some sexy times?]

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When this is all over... I don't intend to let you leave the room for a whole day, at least. [Even if he says that, he's merely idly musing about the future, because his concentration is all on Urianger in the here and now, and what he's doing with his fingers.

And, eventually, what he's doing with his mouth. He kisses Urianger deeply, licking into his mouth before pulling back and dragging a fang along his lover's lower lip. It distracts him enough that perhaps Urianger can find him loosening more easily.]

[divineth]

[The sensation of Ithaqua's fang makes Urianger shiver, each of his exhales shakier than the last. But he can't let himself get distracted- he has a job to finish.]

...It shall be so.

[He finally responds before occupying their mouths again. They'll have certainly earned an extended room stay after everything- just the two of them, doing whatsoever they please. Urianger expects he'll be too tired to do anything else, honestly.

Eventually, he estimates that Ithaqua is loosened up enough for preparations to be complete.]

I will now take thee. Pray relax thyself.

[He knows that's easier said than done, but Ithaqua is already doing well, so it should be fine. After lubricating himself, he takes a breath and begins to slowly push his length inside of his lover. A hand is provided for Ithaqua to squeeze if he needs it.]

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[Of course, he knows he has to breathe. And he does, in, out, deep and steady. Then an exhale turns into a loud groan as Urianger breaches him and causes him to temporarily lose sensation everywhere but the spot they're joined. He definitely takes Urianger's hand to squeeze, kneading his fingers into it.

He is not in pain, however. That's important. His arousal hasn't abated. He's still hard, he's still flushed, and when he gets sensation again, he uses his free leg to balance himself so he can push against Urianger for more.

Ithaqua has never not been willful.]

[divineth]

Good. Good...

[Urianger whispers these words of encouragement to Ithaqua for the smooth entry so far, all while taking in the sounds Ithaqua is giving him in return. His aim is to make his lover happy, so he'll take any and all feedback.

He squeezes back against Ithaqua's hand as he obeys the silent order to press on, inserting himself as far in as he possibly can. The warm and tight sensation surrounding his sensitive length quickens his own heartbeat, even more so when he begins to drag it back to repeat this process with additional force.]

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Unh-- [Ithaqua proves that his noise when they first became intimate was not a fluke, or born from his reactions upon experiencing something new. He really is loud, and it's just fortunate for them that he soundproofed his room months ago.

Good thing he's unashamed of how noisy he can be.

After all, there are more things to occupy his mind than his loud sounds. Such as the insistent way Urianger is driving into him.]

Ah! Ngh, mm-- More. [His voice is breathy, but his tone cannot be mistaken for anything other than a demand.]

[divineth]

Gladly.

[Urianger is quieter in contrast, but that works out fine for him. He doesn't want his own sounds to overshadow his lover's passion. That doesn't mean Ithaqua doesn't have anything to listen to, though. There's no way Urianger can be completely silent when he's just as much in the throes of desire. With each diligent thrust comes a labored breath, and though his vision begins to blur, he never once takes his eyes off of Ithaqua.

There's still a pang of guilt when he does so, for he knows Ithaqua's thoughts on his appearance. But he simply cannot help but drink up all of the expressions that cross his lover's face when the two of them are whole.

He smiles, eyes half-lidded and full of adoration.]

Thou art...unceasingly beautiful.

[The addition of antlers have only added to it.]

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[For a moment, Ithaqua forgets the pleasure and can only think about what Urianger just said. All he can do is pant and look up at his lover with hazy eyes, his gaze only broken whenever he reacts to a thrust here, or a stroke there because he has to gasp, squirm, or clench.

But, eventually, he finds the mental fortitude to do more than just lie down and moan.

He moves his free hand to thread it into Urianger's hair, tenderly despite his previous desire for something stronger than a soft, gentle encounter. Urianger's made this situation the way it is with his words.]

You like monsters... who knew. [Urianger the monsterfucker?]

[divineth]

[He breathes out, leaning ever so slightly into that touch.]

Nay. 'Tis thee whom I fancy, Ithaqua. The monster that once shared thy visage...hath no bearing upon me.

[He knows that Ithaqua is a literal monster, so maybe that does make him a monsterfucker on some level, but he's digging deeper into the definition- into the reason why Ithaqua hides his face from the rest of the world.

He slows his movements, dragging out the pleasure for as long as the two of them can bear it.]

I love thee, both in body and spirit.