[ Dante shudders when he feels his body moving against him, so wanting and eager and though he doesn't react in the exact same way his hunger still definitely shows across the bond. he just barely knows where to start, ending up gripping Raven's legs to spread them, messily rut his hips up between the other man's -- echoing the dream they shared together. ]
[it feels just like the dream, minus the stabbing pain in his arm, and it's a rush to recall that; raven's body shivers and he drags his other hand along dante's back, feeling where his wings emerge]
[ he's apparently sensitive around the base of them -- the wings flutter and there's another hitched breath against his skin, his lower face-horns bumping against Raven's own face as his lips drag back up to kiss him more properly, heat solidly pooled like a coil in his stomach now as his erection becomes more and more prominent amidst the friction between them ]
[feeling dante's wings flutter, knowing that reaction is because of him, is it's own pleasure. raven's legs around dante's waist tighten and he rolls his hips up to meet him while carding his fingers through dante's hair and savoring the heat and lust building up between them]
[ he can't stay shut up for too long -- but he's moving his hands to help get rid of some of the too-many layers between them at the same time, aiming for Raven's ?pants? first of all
[raven is wearing pants, and they are fancy--they're black and they're tight and they hug his ass really well. he sucks in a breath through his teeth and winds both hands around dante's neck and into his hair, touching his horns]
Are you... are we... really going to do this, right here?
[not that raven seems particularly hesitant, necessarily... maybe a tad shy. but from the way his eyes are roaming over dante with an unmistakable hunger, it's only a little bit of shyness]
[ how can they not? he almost asks, but then he seems to catch himself, a bit of clarity piercing through the pure-horniness veil. he catches his breath, looks behind them and then back at Raven. ]
[ -- he shudders out a laugh though it tapers off into a little hungry groan, his hips moving forward into that contact, now distracted from helping shove Raven's own pants down his legs ]
I have my... reservations, but... there's no use hiding how I feel.
[and he feels a hot thrill from the pressure of dante's dick through his pants, shuddering from arousal. raven quickly unzips him so he can reach in and touch bare skin]
[raven's hips arch into dante's grip, a weak noise escaping him, and his other hand at the back of dante's neck curls the loose strands of hair there between his fingers]
[ it's an unzip in Dante's case! and he shifts his legs a little further apart as if that would help gets his pants off. really, though, he's mainly focused on both the weight of Dva above him and the feeling of that tentacle eagerly sliding his mouth -- it's odd, he's definitely not used to having something so ... prehensile in there, but he loves how it seems to be driving her crazy.
he keeps up doing what he can with his hands -- it's messy, he's mixed between stroking down the tentacles and at her, along her back and her sides, while he sucks on one in his mouth with something like a groan; especially feeling more of them sliding against his skin. he bucks, wanting, and finally one of his hands works between them to feel between her legs too. ]
[ since his mouth is full at the moment and she's not too keen on fighting the tentacle, because what he's doing feels incredible, she buries her face in the crook of his neck and drops a few kisses there; eventually sinking her fangs in. she hums against his skin, sucking a mark into it, which she immediately soothes over with her tongue. his name tumbles out of her mouth, caught in a moan as his hands continue to tease her back, her sides, her everything. she feels like she's being driven mad. ]
...these... [ she huffs, doing her best to form a coherent thought, but when his hand fits itself between her legs he'll feel just how wet she is. ] Dante. [ pressing down against his hand she whines again. ] ...these dumb clothes... [ ah, yes, good enough, that should translate plenty. ]
[ the other rounded tentacle has already coiled itself around her breast, squeezing rhythmically, as the bladed ones map out the contours of dante's chest; stopping only to flick over his nipples. ]
[ the only reason he's not commenting on that in return is because of how full his mouth is. which is very; he's not exactly practiced at blowjobs and is especially unused to give them to tentacles but he's making up for that in eagerness, tongue pressing against the underside of it, vibrations running against it as he moans -- both at the teeth in his skin and at the tendrils going over his nipples.
clothes are definitely an issues, though, and he moves one hand to shove his pants further down before it quickly goes back to between her legs -- what IS she wearing because if it really is just a thin strip he's going to get his hand right in there and try to tug it to the side. ]
[ she's in this, and all she's got on for panties is a small scrap of fabric, so he'll be able to tug it aside no problem. she finally does get a little fed up with the tentacle in his mouth, but only because she's getting a little bit jealous. she tugs it out and covers his mouth with her own, deepening the kiss with little to no hesitation as the tentacle curls in the air to their side. annoyed, it certainly is. it's definitely not going to sit idle; however, and it slips in between them and around all of their clothing to try to curl around the base of his dick. ]
and he's fine with her being jealous because either way he gets that good Dva shit. he's just as eager to kiss her back as he was to have it in his mouth, mouth parting, slick already with his own saliva --
and his hips jump up as he feels the betrayed tentacle wrap around his dick, his voice catching in his throat before that tapers off into a low moan. with very little to stop him from doing so he finishes getting her panties out of the way, aiming to sink two fingers into her right from the get-go, assuming he'll have no problem with that with how soaked she is. ]
[ no problem at all. she moans into his mouth, breaking the kiss and ducking her head as she rolls her hips forward to start fucking his fingers. prep, she gets it, but god her head is clouded right now and she's half tempted to just outright demand his dick. the tentacle coiled around him tightens and starts pumping him, setting a slow, but steady pace as the others continue to try to work his shirt off. the one squeezing her chest starts thrusting in between her breasts, tip pressing against her lips now that her head is down, so it's no more than a few seconds before she's sucking on the tip of her own tentacle. ]
[ well that's a view even if it means he's not kissing her. he licks his lips as he watches that, fingers quick to work at pumping in and out of her, much faster than the pace of the tentacle around his own dick -- the only time he takes a break from that is to help get his shirt off his shoulders but his hand quickly goes back between her legs to keep fingering her, palm grinding against her clit. ]
S'practically ... a lake down here -- that your friends' fault or mine?
[ she moans from around it and shudders an instant later. she's not going to last much longer at this rate and she can't even tell him to just get on with it. she tips her head back as the tentacle slithers a bit deeper, matching the pace at which he's thrusting inside her and causing her to shut her eyes and groan. the tentacle around his dick moves up toward the head, flicking its tip over his own and smearing itself in his precum. it, too, picks up the pace, stroking him from base to tip, as she rides his hand and cries out as she catches herself teetering on the edge. f- fuck. it's about to get wetter, because his relentless assault of her clit has her coming a few moments later, the tentacle withdrawing from her mouth to slick up her chest as she tries to catch her breath. ]
Both, but that... that was yours. [ she slips her hand in between them to unfurl the tentacle from him. ] I'm as ready as I'll ever be, Dante. [ aka just fuck her. ]
[ again, this is kryptonite for his dick. Dva moaning and twitching, hot and wet around his fingers -- not only that but how eager she is, how wanting, is reminding him of the dream; and well, of Dva in general, it's all very on-brand and having it applied to a non-dream sexy scenario is just great.
he laughs, but it's husky, thick with arousal as he drrrags his fingers out of her, spreading them wide as he does so, before moving his hands to grab the base of his cock. with his other hand he tries to tug her downward onto it. ]
[ and just as he sinks into her she's going to grab his head and drag him into another heated kiss, one that's all tongue and teeth, ...though it doesn't last all that long as she winds up throwing her head back to moan, all of her tentacles snapping to attention and shuddering as he fills her to the brim. ] F- Fuck, Dante, ... [ she clenches and unclenches her hands, looking down at him with a flushed face as she slowly starts rocking her hips. ] I... I guess I shoulda known what they... what they say is true. [ pants a bit. ] Big sword, big... big dick.
[ he kisses back readily, a groan muffled into it -- she's tight around him and he's eagerly pressing up until her, letting go of his own cock so she can fully sink all the way down. he moves that now-freed hand to settle on her hips too, so he's encouraging her to move, to ride his dick, with a little tug upwards. ]
And here ... I'm used to hearin' -- I'm compensating for something.
[ he definitely sounds smug, though, and punctuates that with little buck upwards; he's kind of hypnotized by the look and feel of her, watching her with half-lidded eyes. ]
J- Just people bein' jealous an' all thaht. [ his buck interrupts her and she cries out, wincing, but she manages to recover and give him a cheeky little grin. leaning down she sets her hands on his chest to brace herself as she starts riding him. she doesn't spend much time with a slower pace, and instead just hops to it; pressing down on him to lift herself almost entirely off and then slamming herself back down. her entire body shudders each time he's, once again, fully seated inside her, the tentacles all coiling helplessly at the air. it takes them another few moments to get their bearings and then the bladed ones are pulling at her top and tearing it off, coiling around her chest and squeezing. one of the rounded ones finds her mouth again, stifling another moan as the other slithers towards him. ]
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day 236
Date: 2020-05-17 01:58 am (UTC)[ Dante shudders when he feels his body moving against him, so wanting and eager and though he doesn't react in the exact same way his hunger still definitely shows across the bond. he just barely knows where to start, ending up gripping Raven's legs to spread them, messily rut his hips up between the other man's -- echoing the dream they shared together. ]
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-17 02:16 am (UTC)Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-17 02:19 am (UTC)Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-17 02:35 am (UTC)D-Dante... are you... mmh!
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-19 03:03 am (UTC)[ he can't stay shut up for too long -- but he's moving his hands to help get rid of some of the too-many layers between them at the same time, aiming for Raven's ?pants? first of all
if he's not too fancy for pants ]
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-19 03:09 am (UTC)Are you... are we... really going to do this, right here?
[not that raven seems particularly hesitant, necessarily... maybe a tad shy. but from the way his eyes are roaming over dante with an unmistakable hunger, it's only a little bit of shyness]
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-23 02:22 am (UTC)You worried 'bout someone walking in?
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Date: 2020-05-23 02:32 am (UTC)Just... don't want you getting second thoughts.
[he licks his lips and then leans in to murmur by dante's ear, voice rough]
Come on, Dante. Let it out.
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-23 03:57 am (UTC)And I was worried you were gettin' cold feet.
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-23 04:04 am (UTC)[and he feels a hot thrill from the pressure of dante's dick through his pants, shuddering from arousal. raven quickly unzips him so he can reach in and touch bare skin]
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-23 04:37 am (UTC)Yeah, you're ... makin' it pretty obvious, huh?
[ he wraps his hand around Raven's cock, returning the favor ]
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-23 04:42 am (UTC)[raven's hips arch into dante's grip, a weak noise escaping him, and his other hand at the back of dante's neck curls the loose strands of hair there between his fingers]
Ah, yes...
Re: day 236
Date: 2020-05-24 04:41 am (UTC)[ he rubs tip of his thumb against his cock in a circular, messy sort of way, leaning down to nip at his jaw and then down to the throat ]
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Date: 2020-06-21 05:41 am (UTC)[ it's an unzip in Dante's case! and he shifts his legs a little further apart as if that would help gets his pants off. really, though, he's mainly focused on both the weight of Dva above him and the feeling of that tentacle eagerly sliding his mouth -- it's odd, he's definitely not used to having something so ... prehensile in there, but he loves how it seems to be driving her crazy.
he keeps up doing what he can with his hands -- it's messy, he's mixed between stroking down the tentacles and at her, along her back and her sides, while he sucks on one in his mouth with something like a groan; especially feeling more of them sliding against his skin. he bucks, wanting, and finally one of his hands works between them to feel between her legs too. ]
Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 04:25 pm (UTC)...these... [ she huffs, doing her best to form a coherent thought, but when his hand fits itself between her legs he'll feel just how wet she is. ] Dante. [ pressing down against his hand she whines again. ] ...these dumb clothes... [ ah, yes, good enough, that should translate plenty. ]
[ the other rounded tentacle has already coiled itself around her breast, squeezing rhythmically, as the bladed ones map out the contours of dante's chest; stopping only to flick over his nipples. ]
Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 06:23 pm (UTC)clothes are definitely an issues, though, and he moves one hand to shove his pants further down before it quickly goes back to between her legs -- what IS she wearing because if it really is just a thin strip he's going to get his hand right in there and try to tug it to the side. ]
Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 07:09 pm (UTC)Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 07:24 pm (UTC)and he's fine with her being jealous because either way he gets that good Dva shit. he's just as eager to kiss her back as he was to have it in his mouth, mouth parting, slick already with his own saliva --
and his hips jump up as he feels the betrayed tentacle wrap around his dick, his voice catching in his throat before that tapers off into a low moan. with very little to stop him from doing so he finishes getting her panties out of the way, aiming to sink two fingers into her right from the get-go, assuming he'll have no problem with that with how soaked she is. ]
Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 07:34 pm (UTC)Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 08:11 pm (UTC)S'practically ... a lake down here -- that your friends' fault or mine?
Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 08:22 pm (UTC)Both, but that... that was yours. [ she slips her hand in between them to unfurl the tentacle from him. ] I'm as ready as I'll ever be, Dante. [ aka just fuck her. ]
Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 08:40 pm (UTC)he laughs, but it's husky, thick with arousal as he drrrags his fingers out of her, spreading them wide as he does so, before moving his hands to grab the base of his cock. with his other hand he tries to tug her downward onto it. ]
I -- figured!
Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 09:03 pm (UTC)Re: day 248
Date: 2020-06-21 09:12 pm (UTC)And here ... I'm used to hearin' -- I'm compensating for something.
[ he definitely sounds smug, though, and punctuates that with little buck upwards; he's kind of hypnotized by the look and feel of her, watching her with half-lidded eyes. ]
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