devilmightcare | CONTINUATIONS, BUT SEXY

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[ 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. ]

Edited 2020-05-17 02:01 (UTC)

[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]

D-Dante... are you... mmh!

M'I what?

[ 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 ]

[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. ]

You worried 'bout someone walking in?

[raven takes a moment to catch his breath, and then reaches down with his hand to feel dante's erection through his pants, his touch firm but teasing]

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.

[ -- 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 ]

And I was worried you were gettin' cold feet.

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]

[ he's already hard and heavy against Raven's hand and there's another groan, resting one knee against the sofa to more probably lean into that grip ]

Yeah, you're ... makin' it pretty obvious, huh?

[ he wraps his hand around Raven's cock, returning the favor ]

--nnh...

[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...

Nice sounds ... outta you.

[ 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 ]

[his whole body trembles for a moment and he mouths wordlessly before letting out an incoherent groan. fuck that feels good, as clumsy as it is, and dante's lips on his neck are too good, and damn this sensitive body for making everything feel so new and electrifying. he has to regain his composure or else he'll come too soon at this rate and if he does that in front of dante he'll just die, he'll never live it down]

I... d-didn't think you would... f-find stabbing me so enticing... a-ah, maybe that's why you brought Rebellion. S-something that size ripping me open, g-going right through me--that sort of thing... you... mmh y-you like the thought of that, d-don't you...?

I just thought it'd be ... Nostalgic.

[ Dante adds a little fake-sweetness to his tone though his voice is still absolutely rough with lust, maybe affecting that some. he's finding it difficult to keep his current pace, to not just behind him over the couch and fuck him right there, the self-restraint feeling like the tightness of a coil over the bonds as he jerks him off ]

I can still go'n grab it -- if you wanted Rebellion insteada my dick.

[ you know, just in case. ]

[raven shudders hard, and he's also thinking along the same lines--of dante tearing his clothes off and bending him over, rawing him right there on the couch, making him scream dante's name--and he almost sobs as he feels that restraint over the bond, wanting deliriously to shake it off completely, to make dante let go of whatever's holding him back]

You... ass. Of course I... I d-don't want that, I want--you.

[ it's -- nice, hearing that, in a way that isn't just sexual but he doesn't dwell on it, too absorbed in everything else to really think about any further implications. he growls, something almost feral sounding at Raven's words, and he lets go of his cock to drop his hand further between Raven's legs, a dry thumb pressing against his ass. ]

Here?

[he makes a soft, keening noise and almost bucks into that touch, the thought of dante's intentions and the sound of him growling shooting through him like fire]

Yes.

[he squeezes dante's dick and rubs his thumb over the head, encouraging]

[ he shudders -- another sharp sting of arousal going through him and he lifts that hand up only for a second to spit sort of rudimentary into his hand, slicking his fingers before dropping his hand back between his legs.

roughly, he tries to press a finger inside of him, his impatience showing in how he doesn't really try to ease him into it at all. ]

[raven cries out, arching his back off the sofa for a few tenses moments before he comes down with a soft whimper. the sharpness of it caught him off-guard, but slowly he eases into it. over the bond dante can feel the white-hot mingling of pain and pleasure, strangely not unlike what he felt when stabbing--and being stabbed by--dante before]

H-hey... kiss me.

[ he does let off some when he feels that pain -- wincing as a reflex, letting that finger still inside of him with a sharp little breath. ]

Feelin' ... romantic now?

[ but it's clearly just a tease, and he takes the invitation without any hesitation both over the bond or in his actions -- leaning over him to press their mouths together, almost more like a bite than a kiss ]

Mmh--!

[experimentally flexes around dante's finger and lets out a broken moan before his lips meet dante's. the sharpness ebbs away and he licks at dante's mouth. the thrill, the anticipation, the pleasure, the ache for more all echo off the bond and raven spreads his legs wider, inviting]

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[ 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. ]

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