[and he downs the vial quickly. the differences that come on are mostly subtle--narrowing of his hips and shoulders, jawline not as pronounced, clothes getting looser in some places and tighter in others. his breasts are on the small side, but perky, pressing sheer through his shirt and forcing his suspender straps aside. he shrugs them off, letting them hang around his waist. his pants fall down past his hips now, loose, as he runs a hand through his hair and clears his throat]
What do you think?
[his voice is a little higher now, but still deep and kind of naturally husky]
[ there's a low whistle as he pulls back enough to be able to give him a proper look, before he lifts his hand up and -- experimentally -- pinches at a nipple through the sheerness of his shirt, free hand going to cup his ass. ]
[ he hums and moves to tug up his shirt, properly baring his chest for Dante to lean forward and bury his face into, nipping at the side of one of his breasts ]
[raven makes a soft noise, his nipples growing taut and hard as soon as they're exposed to the air. he shrugs off his shirt and once his hands are free again he tangles them in dante's hair]
[ he kisses the same spot, as if for emphasis, before taking a nipple between his teeth and sucking hard; and he gropes his other breast with one of his hands, squeezing at the flesh there ]
[he can't quite stifle the gasp that elicits, and his whole body quivers for a moment in dante's lap before he rolls his hips against dante's. it doesn't quite give him the friction he wants, and he lets out a frustrated whine]
[ those are both nice sounds and he chuckles against his skin, pulling back and sucking at the same nipple, stroking from his ass up his spine to cup his upper back as if to help keep him steady. ]
[raven shivers, the tattoos moving over his bare skin restlessly, drawing numerous tendrils of ink from his nipple as though reaching for dante's mouth. more swirl over his stomach, dipping lower, and as his pants sag past his waist it becomes apparent that raven did not wear underwear for this date]
[ he licks at one of those tendrils, breath hot and wet over his skin, and he finally moves his hands from Raven's hips to helpfully tug at those pants, encourage them down his hips and very appreciatively feeling at the bare curve of his ass once he realizes there's no underwear in the way of his fingers. ]
[raven lets out a hot breath and wiggles his hips to try and help his pants further down until they're tangled around his thighs. the cool air of the night makes goosebumps rise over his skin and he shivers again]
[it isn't difficult to do so; raven's wet and slick down to his inner thighs, and he can't hide the gasp he emits as dante's fingers glide in. his hands fumble to grasp at dante's shoulders, curling and flexing]
[ he wiggles the finger as if for emphasis -- but he's obviously just teasing, pushing at that neediness he can hear in Raven's voice.
and it's obvious he doesn't want to tease for too long too. he's sliding that finger out of him and wrapping his arm around his back, rocking forward to push Raven down into the blanket, not disentangling his legs quite yet. ]
[ there's just a laugh in response because he's re-occupying his mouth soon, tucking it in to nip sharp at Raven's neck as he settles onto his knees, Raven's ass resting on them.
he's shifting his hands again, just doing the cursory amount of undoing his own pants to get them open before he grinds messily against Raven's cunt -- not quite entering him yet, but getting himself wet with the friction against him, muffling a groan into his skin. ]
[his eyelids flutter as he feels dante's cock teasing him, rubbing against his clit, and he can't hide the needy sound he lets out in response. he quickly tosses off his pants, which land in the sand somewhere nearby, so that he can try and wrap his bare legs around dante's hips. his tattoos swirl about restlessly, along his inner thighs, as though reaching for dante's cock]
'Ve told you before -- how good my name sounds like that, right?
[ there's definitely a bit of ego to that, but it's probably not surprising for Raven to hear either. despite the ego his voice is throaty and how hard he's pushing down against him betrays how much he wants him.
there's little more ceremony or time wasted to how he takes a hold of Raven's hips and lines himself up, bracing his cock against his entrance before finally -- finally pushing in. it's just the tip at first but he's not slowing after that, sheathing himself with a smooth thrust. ]
[raven's thighs tremble and he lets out a gasp as dante slides in, segueing into a breathy moan]
Dante...
[he chuckles, pleased knowing dante likes hearing him say his name, and he lifts his hips to meet him. the pressure is good, relentless as it is, and raven can feel his core throbbing the more he's filled. he winds his arms around dante's shoulders, one hand threading into his hair]
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devilmightcare) wrote2020-03-31 05:28 pm
Re: Day 314, night
I like the sound of that.
Re: Day 314, night
Cheers.
[and he downs the vial quickly. the differences that come on are mostly subtle--narrowing of his hips and shoulders, jawline not as pronounced, clothes getting looser in some places and tighter in others. his breasts are on the small side, but perky, pressing sheer through his shirt and forcing his suspender straps aside. he shrugs them off, letting them hang around his waist. his pants fall down past his hips now, loose, as he runs a hand through his hair and clears his throat]
What do you think?
[his voice is a little higher now, but still deep and kind of naturally husky]
Re: Day 314, night
Feels like I got a two-for-one deal.
Re: Day 314, night
Don't... waste the opportunity, then. Keep touching me.
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[ he hums and moves to tug up his shirt, properly baring his chest for Dante to lean forward and bury his face into, nipping at the side of one of his breasts ]
Re: Day 314, night
Only if you don't appreciate it.
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[ he kisses the same spot, as if for emphasis, before taking a nipple between his teeth and sucking hard; and he gropes his other breast with one of his hands, squeezing at the flesh there ]
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[he can't quite stifle the gasp that elicits, and his whole body quivers for a moment in dante's lap before he rolls his hips against dante's. it doesn't quite give him the friction he wants, and he lets out a frustrated whine]
S-so you are...
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And someone's gettin' -- excited, I can tell.
Re: Day 314, night
Hah, good. Then you don't need me to tell you.
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[ he licks at one of those tendrils, breath hot and wet over his skin, and he finally moves his hands from Raven's hips to helpfully tug at those pants, encourage them down his hips and very appreciatively feeling at the bare curve of his ass once he realizes there's no underwear in the way of his fingers. ]
Re: Day 314, night
... you'd better keep me warm.
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Not warm enough yet?
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Not... not warm enough.
[he says, ending on a soft note of neediness]
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[ he wiggles the finger as if for emphasis -- but he's obviously just teasing, pushing at that neediness he can hear in Raven's voice.
and it's obvious he doesn't want to tease for too long too. he's sliding that finger out of him and wrapping his arm around his back, rocking forward to push Raven down into the blanket, not disentangling his legs quite yet. ]
Re: Day 314, night
You can handle much hotter than that, Dante. Can't you?
Re: Day 314, night
he's shifting his hands again, just doing the cursory amount of undoing his own pants to get them open before he grinds messily against Raven's cunt -- not quite entering him yet, but getting himself wet with the friction against him, muffling a groan into his skin. ]
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Dante...
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[ there's definitely a bit of ego to that, but it's probably not surprising for Raven to hear either. despite the ego his voice is throaty and how hard he's pushing down against him betrays how much he wants him.
there's little more ceremony or time wasted to how he takes a hold of Raven's hips and lines himself up, bracing his cock against his entrance before finally -- finally pushing in. it's just the tip at first but he's not slowing after that, sheathing himself with a smooth thrust. ]
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Dante...
[he chuckles, pleased knowing dante likes hearing him say his name, and he lifts his hips to meet him. the pressure is good, relentless as it is, and raven can feel his core throbbing the more he's filled. he winds his arms around dante's shoulders, one hand threading into his hair]
Ah, oh...!