[he doesn't have to worry about telling daeshim to come, because the pleasure builds and crests like a wave that he can't stop. and there's a moment where he trembles, teetering at the very top of it until he falls.
the fae cries out when he releases, stars dancing in his vision. he can feel himself convulsing around lennon's tongue, bringing waves of honey with it.
he feels like...he feels like he could do that again. he definitely wants to do that again. but for the moment he just keeps his fingers gripping the other's hair as an anchor while he catches his breath.]
[ Lennon moans when Daeshim comes. He keeps working Daeshim through it, lapping at the sweet juices and he doesn't even move away from the other yet. He laps at the folds, up to the clit again, swirling his tongue around it as he looks up at Daeshim. He knows he might be too sensitive for him to keep going but he'll be greedy as long as Daeshim lets him.
His own orgasm is just out of reach but he doesn't mind putting it off. His hands stroke the inside of Daeshim's thighs. ]
[daeshim makes a noise, unsure at first. but he's sensitive enough that he starts to squirm. lennon's touch against the inside of his thighs feels good, but he still gives his hair gentle little tugs, urging him to rise up.]
[ Lennon looks up at him, biting his lip and he really just wants to bury his face again and his eyes lower as if he's sorely tempted to do it despite the tugging. He groans and finally does move up at the tugging, pressing his lips to Daeshim's, hungry and searching. ]
[he can taste himself in the kiss. daeshim wraps his arms around lennon's shoulder to hold him there. his body is still tingling inside and out, both from the orgasm and lennon's attention. and yet - it still feels like they've only just scratched the surface.
daeshim moves his leg and feels the other's hard length pressing against it, and leaving a little smear of pre-cum against his skin.]
Do you want me to stroke you? Swallow you? [daeshim slides his hand up into the hair on the back of lennon's head, pressing their foreheads together when he breaks the kiss to speak.] Or you could show me what it feels like, like this. I'm still wet...
[ Lennon groans softly again as his length gets friction against bare skin which is definitely much, much better than the bed. He kisses Daeshim hungrily but he allows the kiss to break. Their foreheads pressing together is almost as intimate.
Every option would be amazing but he shifts, one hand moving over Daeshim's thigh. ]
Let me show you.
[ Lennon wants to feel himself buried in that wetness. He hesitates, for a moment, before reaching down to guide his length, letting it rub along the slit, and then soon he's nudging his tip against Daeshim's entrance. ]
[daeshim presses his lips together, but the sound makes it past them anyway. he's not even sure why he's trying to hold back in the first place. it's lennon...anything that they haven't already shared, he knows they will. maybe it's only because the sounds surprise him, the same way he can't stop feeling wet, or the way his voice trembles.]
[ Lennon bites his lip briefly and then presses his lips to Daeshim's briefly. He pulls his head back so he can watch Daeshim's face as he starts pressing forward. He goes slow, partly for Daeshim's sake and partly so he doesn't lose control as the soft wet walls wrap around his cock. ]
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the fae cries out when he releases, stars dancing in his vision. he can feel himself convulsing around lennon's tongue, bringing waves of honey with it.
he feels like...he feels like he could do that again. he definitely wants to do that again. but for the moment he just keeps his fingers gripping the other's hair as an anchor while he catches his breath.]
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His own orgasm is just out of reach but he doesn't mind putting it off. His hands stroke the inside of Daeshim's thighs. ]
Dae...
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[daeshim makes a noise, unsure at first. but he's sensitive enough that he starts to squirm. lennon's touch against the inside of his thighs feels good, but he still gives his hair gentle little tugs, urging him to rise up.]
Come to me. You need more too.
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daeshim moves his leg and feels the other's hard length pressing against it, and leaving a little smear of pre-cum against his skin.]
Do you want me to stroke you? Swallow you? [daeshim slides his hand up into the hair on the back of lennon's head, pressing their foreheads together when he breaks the kiss to speak.] Or you could show me what it feels like, like this. I'm still wet...
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Every option would be amazing but he shifts, one hand moving over Daeshim's thigh. ]
Let me show you.
[ Lennon wants to feel himself buried in that wetness. He hesitates, for a moment, before reaching down to guide his length, letting it rub along the slit, and then soon he's nudging his tip against Daeshim's entrance. ]
Dae...can I?
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[daeshim presses his lips together, but the sound makes it past them anyway. he's not even sure why he's trying to hold back in the first place. it's lennon...anything that they haven't already shared, he knows they will. maybe it's only because the sounds surprise him, the same way he can't stop feeling wet, or the way his voice trembles.]
You can...yes, please. Show me.
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Fuck...