picnic nights. fjord is horribly cute, and vax smiles against his cheek, feeling truly cared for and adored. fjord is given a nuzzle, and he brings his fingers around to toy with where his hair meets his neck.
"whatever you like, i'm not picky. i..."
he hesitates, eyes falling from fjord to the device around his own wrist.
"i wanted to ask you if there was anything on my card you wanted to help me with. i think i'm ready to ask you for that, you know? and if that isn't, ah, something you want. i won't ask again."
With Vax all relaxed and cuddly in his arms, Fjord feels like he's doing something very, very right. He leans into the nuzzles, a low rumble contentedly roiling in his chest as fingers play with his beard over his pulse.
"Hm? Oh." The A5 was the farthest thing from his mind, it takes a moment to unlatch it and drop the thing on his lap so Vax can see the card. "Take your pick, although the weird ones are all that's left."
A kiss meets Vax's temple as Fjord gets in some nuzzling of his own.
vax doesn't take the bracelet right away, opting instead to loop arms up and around fjord's neck for an extra moment. his head tilts back, idle, affectionate kisses pressing to fjord's chin, until vax isn't satisfied with that anymore and he reaches up further to kiss him properly.
he presses firmly to his new lover, his hands in his hair and toying with his new braids. he doesn't want to pull away now, he doesn't want to be far enough away even if it's just to look at his card. when he does manage it, he keeps their foreheads touching for a moment, then pecks soft kisses to his lips once, twice.
"sorry. had to. uh--"
look at that card, vax.
"ah-- i have alcohol, too. if you want to get drunk sometime and fuck like crazy."
Vax succeeds in completely taking ownership of Fjord's attention with soft touches, kisses, and a loving embrace, so that when the kisses part (over and over before there's a finally) he doesn't so much as glance down, too busy sliding his hand under a shirt to seek out a warm waist and rest there. Gazing at him with a dreamy smile, he replays 'had to' in his head and knows exactly what Vax means, a hot coal burning in the centre of his chest with the knowledge Vax can't help but need him, feeling wanted and loved with all the verve of a ship in high winds on a rocky ocean, unstable and mildly desperate to stay afloat when the allure of drowning seems so inevitable. Whenever Vax crawls into his arms like this, it's hard not to want to lavish him in attention right back and reveal the extent of that craving.
He ducks in to steal another kiss, slow and savouring as he plucks at pretty lips and licks his way past smooth teeth, finding a tongue to stroke to the same caress settled at Vax's side. Fjord lets a low moan pour into the halfelf, deeply satisfied with his taste and heat, gathering him in closer with every intention of forgetting the A5 and making-out like horny teenagers.
fjord kisses him right back, chasing the half elf as he parts, and vax'ildan isn't going to say no. it's nice to feel wanted, to have someone that'll chase him when he pulls away. so often vax'ildan is used to being alone, to walking away and pushing those who try to follow, but something in fjord makes him want to be caught. it could be the tusks, it could be the strong hands, it could be his masculine presence. vax isn't picky, he doesn't care. he just wants to be ensnared in this kiss, and he is, so fully.
"fjord," he breathes into his mouth between breaks, "if you keep this up, i'm not going to want to stop."
Everything is breath and mouths and low words. It's perfect.
"You've been through an emotional upheaval lately," he flattens his palm to sweep up Vax's belly and chest, gliding down to rest over his pants where Fjord's hand covers the front, "are you sure you don't want some help unwinding?"
His lips catch an earlobe, fond when he nips.
"I could take care of you, get you out of your head. You don't need to do anything back. How would you like that, my hand around you for the first time in a week, helping you get off?"
a5 entirely forgotten, vax’ildan gives deep breaths against fjord’s lips, meeting his words where they mingle together between them. that sounds nice, desirable, to just let go, to let fjord pleasure him... after the week he’s had, he needs it, for certain.
“okay,” he agrees, but in the back of his mind, he’s already decided to make it up to fjord, to reach down and blow him as soon as he’s finished. fjord likes to give, but he isn’t the only one.
vax parts from fjord reluctantly to pull his jeans open, but he leaves it to the half orc to continue. when he settles against him again, it’s to kiss his neck, his hand reaching up to cup the opposite cheek.
With Vax's trousers parted just enough to let Fjord's fingers curve inside and coax out his cock into the safety of his palm, away from a metal maw, he nuzzles his way to an ear and teases it with his lips, soft kisses interspersed with his words. He strokes him loosely, a hint of friction to work him up, and his other arm wraps right around Vax to rub his chest and belly to keep him soothed.
"Want to know a secret?"
Fjord is a cosy throne and proud, nibbling his way to the tip of a pointed ear as his thumb rolls over a cockhead below.
"You're so smooth," fingers spreading over a pec to squeeze, "sometimes I think about coming all over you and licking you clean."
the hands on his body feel wonderful, and fjord is right: he can't help but relax into it, humming pleasantly and arching back so he can leave tender kisses all along the underside of fjord's jaw.
his body squirms under the pleasurable touch, giving soft twitches into fjord. for the first time, vax feels safe, comfortable with fjord without the assistance of the augur. he feels good, and he knows it's genuine.
"i want that too," he whispers back, against his jawline, "i want you to come on my hole and rim me until i need another coating of you."
A sigh leaves him as the imagery takes hold, biting down harder on that ear. His fist tightens and rubs all around the tip of Vax's cock, refusing to sink lower as Fjord teases him.
"You've got a filthy mouth, do you know that? One more reason to fill it."
"then do it," vax dares, his teeth sinking deeper into the skin of his neck. together they touch and stroke and bite, clinging to each other in the smallest of ways. vax's body gives little twitches and arches, rocking against fjord's hand with a hum rumbling low in his chest.
"fill my mouth, fjord, if it needs it so badly. show me."
He can feel the building tension in Vax, the way the halfelf riles himself up. In response, Fjord runs a hand down Vax's smooth front to calm down all that furiously bubbling energy, keeping Vax laid out against him back-to-chest.
His lips nuzzle a kiss behind an ear instead of biting it, hushing.
"Shhh, shhh ... All in good time, honey, all in good time." The fist stroking Vax finally slides down his shaft, giving him the friction he needs. It's all slow and tight, refusing to go faster. Controlled. "This is all about you, try not to think. Just feel my touch on you."
there's a broad palm rolling slowly down vax'ildan's chest and the half elf's breathing, deep and stuttered, begins to even out. it's still shallow, almost impatient, but it sits in his chest now like a gentle wave instead of a rising tide. the teeth that gnash at fjord's jaw relax into grazes, and he clings tightly still to one wrist.
the pleasure fjord gives him fills him slowly and leisurely, like an exceptionally good massage, and he hums against his skin, but is otherwise silent. if he's anything, vax is good at taking orders.
"That's a good boy," he rumbles, each breath filled with something rougher in his chest that could be called a purr if he was a tiefling. "So good, baby, you're a dream."
Baby. That's what Vax is as he writhes subtly against Fjord's hands, cock being steadily pumped as Fjord reaches down between those spread legs to cup Vax's balls and gently knead, giving little tugs to offset the slide of his fist on a pretty pink length. He has to ignore how he's getting hard in the small of Vax's back, but it's worth it. Kisses find the corner of those lips as Fjord wraps around him from behind, entirely devoted to working Vax up to a powerful orgasm.
"I love it when you let me have you like this, you're all mine to take care of. You're doing so well, Vaxy."
That too-cute name Fjord never uses elsewhere pours into a pointed ear like golden praise atop all the rest.
"Love your pretty cock when it's crying for attention."
the nickname would have normally perked up his smooth pointed ears, but right now, when he's overstimulating quicker than he's ever felt, vax'ildan melts into it like fjord wants him to. he's putty in the half-orc's hands, that smooth purr, the deep rumble in his chest lassoing his heart and keeping him firmly there, when there's no place he'd rather be.
"only for you," he purrs right back, his head swinging to the opposite side so he can attach an open mouth to fjord's neck. he lavishes a tongue over fjord's green skin, then sets about to leave a mark there. teeth dig into his flesh, his tongue trying his best to draw a bruise where he can.
the pleasure filling his hips feels white-hot, and he's moaning into fjord's neck, his muscles tensing with each upstroke.
"fjord," comes a breathy whine, when he disconnects from his kiss to start panting. the soft moans follow, broken up with each exhale. soft nnnh, ah-- sounds fill the air, and his eyes, wide, look up at fjord, silently begging him for more.
There's a moan as teeth prick his neck, tendons straining with a swallow. He has to exert some incredible self-control in pulling away from that to bite down on Vax's shoulder instead, letting him feel the dull ache of a lovebite kneaded into a bruise with tusks. His hips roll forward of their own accord, the hard line of his cock pressing into the dip of Vax's spine, hot even through his sweatpants.
Fjord's palm is entirely wet with precome now as he hurries the flick of his wrist, going faster to drag Vax into an orgasm. He looks down at the sight of a pink cockhead reappearing in his fist amid slick, lewd noises and growls low, mouthing at that shoulder anew. It's the way Vax clings to him and says only for you that deeply pleases him the most, however.
while intense, the pleasure fjord brings vax'ildan has been deep and low, sitting in his hips like a massage. none of it has been sharp or cresting, nothing that would bring him over the edge, until fjord arches into him, starts to knead at his neck, and purrs that sweet command into his ear.
like a wave, rising and crashing suddenly, vax's orgasm is mounting, and his eyes screw shut as he tries his best to lean into it. relaxing is difficult with a thick cock pressing against his back, but he finds it anyway, easing into the gift fjord wants to give him and accepting it with grace.
so vax'ildan leans back, curls an arm around fjord's shoulder to keep him close, and lets his orgasm hit him, his jaw dropping while his body arches, lifting off of the bed. his come covers his stomach and fjord's hand, all while his soft moans pitch up and he cries out. consistent whines and moans arch like his body, then taper down as his body begins to relax against his half-orc.
once it subsides, still panting, vax clings tighter to fjord still, pulling him close like he might drown without him. "fjord," he moans quietly, "can i touch you?"
Fjord works Vax through his orgasm with a fist that milks him as tightly as he needs, only easing up the pressure when those gasps start to sound truly starved of air and the spill of come has stopped. He keeps him covered in his slippery hand as if out of modesty, leaning into the hold that wraps behind his head, free hand sliding over Vax's chest in a slow glide before resting over his heart.
He smiles at the request, not having intended to let the handjob get to him but hellishly affected all the same. Should have known, really.
A fond kiss finds Vax's cheek.
"If you want to."
He thinks he does a good impression of a man who doesn't have a raging erection (13!) but there's a rough strain to his voice all the same.
vax doesn't respond with words, instead tilting fjord's head down to kiss him. it's passionate but soft, deep though he breaks it soon. just that kiss, he hopes, will serve as a thank you, an appreciation for helping vax'ildan relax, and fjord has done his job well. so vax'ildan turns over in his lap, sitting up on his knees between impressive thighs and beginning to kiss his way down fjord's neck and chest.
"take your cock out for me?" he requests, but he doesn't look up to him, too focused on the work he's doing on fjord's abdomen to break contact. hands begin to wander, slipping thin fingers between the divots of his muscles.
The kiss has him sighing softly into Vax's mouth, devoted to making him feel good and soaking up all the love he gets in return. Never enough. His breathing hitches as his sinewy lover neatly takes pride of place between his legs, Fjord wiping his dirty hand off on his joggers before peeling them over the bulge in the fabric to reveal a heavy cock beneath, curving thick and fully erect in a bow toward the abdomen Vax is littering in kisses. As dark green as it is, a blush of red stains the very tip the same way it covers the heights of his cheeks as he watches him keenly, tingles of pleasure filtering through him now that Fjord allows himself something too.
A very tempting mouth, no less.
Muscles twitching all down his torso as Vax explores, his clean hand winds into dark hair to keep it out of hazel eyes.
"You know," trying to keep his voice steady, he has to clear his throat when it clogs with need, "this isn't transactional, it's nothing like the cards. Me and you. This is ... it's just us. I never expect this of you."
It bears saying; Vax is very eager to please. Fjord wants him to know that he already does, whether he reciprocates physically or not. It's safe to say I'd rather not, if that's ever what Vax wants.
Fjord gets the feeling not a lot of people have told the halfelf that in the past.
vax has a momentary whirlwind of emotion as fjord speaks to him, and the truth of it is he isn't sure what to say or how to feel. he's annoyed that fjord's interrupting him while he's trying to work, he's touched that fjord wants to reassure him. he's laughing to himself about how fjord, right now at least, isn't able to just let vax please him. all of these things make vax give pause, and he finally sits up a little, though the cock now on display for him is going to get an idle hand stroking him to keep him interested.
"i've started to realize that with you, yes." he kisses fjord's jaw, his hand still stroking. "and if i didn't want to return the favor, i wouldn't. i want to make you come down my throat, because i care about you. and it's fun to try and fit the whole thing in my mouth."
Nuzzling into the warmth of Vax's face he seeks out a real kiss, letting his hand slip to the back of a neck as another rests on an arm. The light stroking is a pleasant white-noise to the senses as he focuses on the man before him, eyes a yellow ring around an expanse of black pupils filled with love, and when Fjord nods he blushes a little too as if speaking so candidly has only just interrupted his flow of mojo. To be so well-reassured makes him happy, and a little embarrassed to not be rampantly screeching like a madman with lust.
vax'ildan rolls his eyes, a mischievous smirk toying at his lips as the half elf slips back down fjord's body. the stroking comes to pause only so he can kiss his tip, nestled comfortably between powerful thighs that only serve to make vax feel safer.
"where's the fun in that?"
vax'ildan doesn't start quickly, though, choosing instead to give his huge cock a good handful of kitten licks and affectionate kisses to warm him up. vax knows he looks good with a cock in his mouth, and what better time to show that off to fjord? he hasn't blown him until now, and he can't wait to see fjord's reaction as he starts to suck softly on his tip.
Fjord settles back, combing through Vax's hair until his hand settles and rests near the back of his head, cradling those kitten-licks that get him twitching and precome beading free over a slit. It's not as if he has a lot of blowjobs in his repertoire, even with dating Molly, as he usually jumps right to pleasuring the other person and then impatiently making love, so this is a rare gift and made all the more special by the fact Vax has never done it to him before.
He has to close his eyes and tip his head back on a groan, letting all the air escape him as his chest starts to heave and restless thighs part further. It feels incredible.
those responses right there are exactly why vax has wanted to do this. he cares oh-so deeply for fjord, and hearing that deep appreciation in his chest has vax'ildan eager to slide down his shaft for more.
his long hair is a bit of an obstacle, though, so he parts for a moment to gather it all in his hand behind his head, and he leans down, offering it to fjord to take. "hold this," he instructs, then lowers back down to take fjord back in his mouth for a second time. the teases and the licks are finished with, though, and vax'ildan starts to work his way down his shaft with an eager tongue.
hazel eyes glance up to fjord, searching for further feedback as he slides deeper still. fjord hits the back of his throat, and so vax stills.
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"whatever you like, i'm not picky. i..."
he hesitates, eyes falling from fjord to the device around his own wrist.
"i wanted to ask you if there was anything on my card you wanted to help me with. i think i'm ready to ask you for that, you know? and if that isn't, ah, something you want. i won't ask again."
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"Hm? Oh." The A5 was the farthest thing from his mind, it takes a moment to unlatch it and drop the thing on his lap so Vax can see the card. "Take your pick, although the weird ones are all that's left."
A kiss meets Vax's temple as Fjord gets in some nuzzling of his own.
"Thank you for asking."
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he presses firmly to his new lover, his hands in his hair and toying with his new braids. he doesn't want to pull away now, he doesn't want to be far enough away even if it's just to look at his card. when he does manage it, he keeps their foreheads touching for a moment, then pecks soft kisses to his lips once, twice.
"sorry. had to. uh--"
look at that card, vax.
"ah-- i have alcohol, too. if you want to get drunk sometime and fuck like crazy."
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He ducks in to steal another kiss, slow and savouring as he plucks at pretty lips and licks his way past smooth teeth, finding a tongue to stroke to the same caress settled at Vax's side. Fjord lets a low moan pour into the halfelf, deeply satisfied with his taste and heat, gathering him in closer with every intention of forgetting the A5 and making-out like horny teenagers.
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"fjord," he breathes into his mouth between breaks, "if you keep this up, i'm not going to want to stop."
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"You've been through an emotional upheaval lately," he flattens his palm to sweep up Vax's belly and chest, gliding down to rest over his pants where Fjord's hand covers the front, "are you sure you don't want some help unwinding?"
His lips catch an earlobe, fond when he nips.
"I could take care of you, get you out of your head. You don't need to do anything back. How would you like that, my hand around you for the first time in a week, helping you get off?"
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“okay,” he agrees, but in the back of his mind, he’s already decided to make it up to fjord, to reach down and blow him as soon as he’s finished. fjord likes to give, but he isn’t the only one.
vax parts from fjord reluctantly to pull his jeans open, but he leaves it to the half orc to continue. when he settles against him again, it’s to kiss his neck, his hand reaching up to cup the opposite cheek.
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"Want to know a secret?"
Fjord is a cosy throne and proud, nibbling his way to the tip of a pointed ear as his thumb rolls over a cockhead below.
"You're so smooth," fingers spreading over a pec to squeeze, "sometimes I think about coming all over you and licking you clean."
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his body squirms under the pleasurable touch, giving soft twitches into fjord. for the first time, vax feels safe, comfortable with fjord without the assistance of the augur. he feels good, and he knows it's genuine.
"i want that too," he whispers back, against his jawline, "i want you to come on my hole and rim me until i need another coating of you."
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"You've got a filthy mouth, do you know that? One more reason to fill it."
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"fill my mouth, fjord, if it needs it so badly. show me."
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His lips nuzzle a kiss behind an ear instead of biting it, hushing.
"Shhh, shhh ... All in good time, honey, all in good time." The fist stroking Vax finally slides down his shaft, giving him the friction he needs. It's all slow and tight, refusing to go faster. Controlled. "This is all about you, try not to think. Just feel my touch on you."
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the pleasure fjord gives him fills him slowly and leisurely, like an exceptionally good massage, and he hums against his skin, but is otherwise silent. if he's anything, vax is good at taking orders.
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Baby. That's what Vax is as he writhes subtly against Fjord's hands, cock being steadily pumped as Fjord reaches down between those spread legs to cup Vax's balls and gently knead, giving little tugs to offset the slide of his fist on a pretty pink length. He has to ignore how he's getting hard in the small of Vax's back, but it's worth it. Kisses find the corner of those lips as Fjord wraps around him from behind, entirely devoted to working Vax up to a powerful orgasm.
"I love it when you let me have you like this, you're all mine to take care of. You're doing so well, Vaxy."
That too-cute name Fjord never uses elsewhere pours into a pointed ear like golden praise atop all the rest.
"Love your pretty cock when it's crying for attention."
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"only for you," he purrs right back, his head swinging to the opposite side so he can attach an open mouth to fjord's neck. he lavishes a tongue over fjord's green skin, then sets about to leave a mark there. teeth dig into his flesh, his tongue trying his best to draw a bruise where he can.
the pleasure filling his hips feels white-hot, and he's moaning into fjord's neck, his muscles tensing with each upstroke.
"fjord," comes a breathy whine, when he disconnects from his kiss to start panting. the soft moans follow, broken up with each exhale. soft nnnh, ah-- sounds fill the air, and his eyes, wide, look up at fjord, silently begging him for more.
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Fjord's palm is entirely wet with precome now as he hurries the flick of his wrist, going faster to drag Vax into an orgasm. He looks down at the sight of a pink cockhead reappearing in his fist amid slick, lewd noises and growls low, mouthing at that shoulder anew. It's the way Vax clings to him and says only for you that deeply pleases him the most, however.
"Come for me, beautiful."
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like a wave, rising and crashing suddenly, vax's orgasm is mounting, and his eyes screw shut as he tries his best to lean into it. relaxing is difficult with a thick cock pressing against his back, but he finds it anyway, easing into the gift fjord wants to give him and accepting it with grace.
so vax'ildan leans back, curls an arm around fjord's shoulder to keep him close, and lets his orgasm hit him, his jaw dropping while his body arches, lifting off of the bed. his come covers his stomach and fjord's hand, all while his soft moans pitch up and he cries out. consistent whines and moans arch like his body, then taper down as his body begins to relax against his half-orc.
once it subsides, still panting, vax clings tighter to fjord still, pulling him close like he might drown without him. "fjord," he moans quietly, "can i touch you?"
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Fjord works Vax through his orgasm with a fist that milks him as tightly as he needs, only easing up the pressure when those gasps start to sound truly starved of air and the spill of come has stopped. He keeps him covered in his slippery hand as if out of modesty, leaning into the hold that wraps behind his head, free hand sliding over Vax's chest in a slow glide before resting over his heart.
He smiles at the request, not having intended to let the handjob get to him but hellishly affected all the same. Should have known, really.
A fond kiss finds Vax's cheek.
"If you want to."
He thinks he does a good impression of a man who doesn't have a raging erection (13!) but there's a rough strain to his voice all the same.
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"take your cock out for me?" he requests, but he doesn't look up to him, too focused on the work he's doing on fjord's abdomen to break contact. hands begin to wander, slipping thin fingers between the divots of his muscles.
"i want you in my mouth, fjord..."
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A very tempting mouth, no less.
Muscles twitching all down his torso as Vax explores, his clean hand winds into dark hair to keep it out of hazel eyes.
"You know," trying to keep his voice steady, he has to clear his throat when it clogs with need, "this isn't transactional, it's nothing like the cards. Me and you. This is ... it's just us. I never expect this of you."
It bears saying; Vax is very eager to please. Fjord wants him to know that he already does, whether he reciprocates physically or not. It's safe to say I'd rather not, if that's ever what Vax wants.
Fjord gets the feeling not a lot of people have told the halfelf that in the past.
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"i've started to realize that with you, yes." he kisses fjord's jaw, his hand still stroking. "and if i didn't want to return the favor, i wouldn't. i want to make you come down my throat, because i care about you. and it's fun to try and fit the whole thing in my mouth."
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He is inside, but.
"Okay." Bumping noses, he grins. "Don't choke."
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"where's the fun in that?"
vax'ildan doesn't start quickly, though, choosing instead to give his huge cock a good handful of kitten licks and affectionate kisses to warm him up. vax knows he looks good with a cock in his mouth, and what better time to show that off to fjord? he hasn't blown him until now, and he can't wait to see fjord's reaction as he starts to suck softly on his tip.
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Fjord settles back, combing through Vax's hair until his hand settles and rests near the back of his head, cradling those kitten-licks that get him twitching and precome beading free over a slit. It's not as if he has a lot of blowjobs in his repertoire, even with dating Molly, as he usually jumps right to pleasuring the other person and then impatiently making love, so this is a rare gift and made all the more special by the fact Vax has never done it to him before.
He has to close his eyes and tip his head back on a groan, letting all the air escape him as his chest starts to heave and restless thighs part further. It feels incredible.
"Oh, honey ..."
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his long hair is a bit of an obstacle, though, so he parts for a moment to gather it all in his hand behind his head, and he leans down, offering it to fjord to take. "hold this," he instructs, then lowers back down to take fjord back in his mouth for a second time. the teases and the licks are finished with, though, and vax'ildan starts to work his way down his shaft with an eager tongue.
hazel eyes glance up to fjord, searching for further feedback as he slides deeper still. fjord hits the back of his throat, and so vax stills.
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