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Re: Day 314, night

[selfpreservationist]

[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]

Hah, good. Then you don't need me to tell you.

Re: Day 314, night

[devilmightcare]

What do they say 'bout actions and words?

[ 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

[selfpreservationist]

[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]

... you'd better keep me warm.

Re: Day 314, night

[devilmightcare]

[ he laughs, frees a hand up to dip it between Raven's now-bared thighs, and without much ceremony he's aiming to curl his finger up and into him ]

Not warm enough yet?

Re: Day 314, night

[selfpreservationist]

[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]

Not... not warm enough.

[he says, ending on a soft note of neediness]

Re: Day 314, night

[devilmightcare]

Really? You're almost scorchin' my finger off.

[ 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

[selfpreservationist]

[raven lets out a breathy chuckle, and as soon as his back hits the blanket, he arches his spine, tattoos coiling in thin spirals around his thighs]

You can handle much hotter than that, Dante. Can't you?

Re: Day 314, night

[devilmightcare]

[ 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. ]

Re: Day 314, night

[selfpreservationist]

[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]

Dante...

Re: Day 314, night

[devilmightcare]

'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. ]

Re: Day 314, night

[selfpreservationist]

[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]

Ah, oh...!