[Mixed signals is the SECOND language Phel taught Sett. He's definitely better at signing though.
This at least is clear enough.
He considers a second and then just gives into an impulse, leaning back up. His breath is hot on Aphelios' neck, and he laves the area right over his pulse with attention. Soft kisses, wet rough licks... And just as he gives that soft tail another tug, he opens his maw and fits an alarming amount of neck into it. The hold leaves fangs prickling dangerously over that pulse point.]
[ Aphelios tenses - - completely freezes up at first, like some prey instinct he didn't really have before, and then there's a soft, hot shuddering sound as he relaxes. it's complete trust once he gets over the rabbit instinct of fear.
his hands shift to grip Sett's shoulders tightly, like he's holding him there. ]
[There's something in that fear, the relaxation and the grip that just DOES something to his brain chemistry. It's electric and a little dizzying. He really wants nothing more than to fuck him like this but there's SO much in the way.
Really, the only reason he unlatches, burrowing his face against that neck is he REALLY needs to get those clothes off of both of them. Or at LEAST out of the way.]
[ Aphelios huffs -- warm, hot, eager, when he feels those teeth unlatch; and the only reason he lets go of Sett is to help him get clothes off, off the both of them, really -- he's not picky at this point, just as desperate ]
[He's back on him as soon as there's skin to play with. There's so much and not enough of it is marked as his and it REALLY should be. Time to fix that.]
Phellll, I really wanna fuck you, can I? [He says, nuzzling.]
[ leans up for the kiss -- also very happy, despite his laughter (or maybe even in combo with it?) -- wrapping his arms around him, legs already shifting to make more space for him ]
[The wonderful thing about being Sett is moments like this are GENUINELY THE BEST DAY EVER until the next time he's in bed with Phel again and then THAT'S the best day ever.
Hot damn if the ears and tail doesn't help though. He breaks the kiss to tug lightly on one of those ears again. And the now slick fingers take only a brief detour to slide along Phel's cock before dipping lower. He's not one to turn down an offer, after all. It'd be RUDE.]
[ it would be rude! Aphelios is able to relax relatively easy in preparation for that -- some experience, and the excitement, certainly helps, an eagerness and almost an impatience to get to where they're going.
but he's not still, either -- there's another leg movement, a little huff at having his ear tugged, and he can't reach all the way behind Sett in their position but he can lean up and try to dig teeth against the crook of his neck. you know, like a rabbit. ]
[The excitement is mutual, and the first finger is large, blunt and at the very least, knowing in its work.
He loves those little jerks of the leg. Not that Phel isn't expressive, but there's something about having a reflex like that so clear and easy to provoke. He's angled his finger up to slide against the prostate, and is about to give another little nibble on that delicate ear when the bite cuts off ALL thought. A shaky breath is just punched out of him and he sinks into it against Phel, everything suddenly STOPPING.]
[ his insides twitch, flex around that finger -- getting used to him, bracing for what he knows will be a much larger thing inside him later on.
but -- getting that reaction out of Sett is as satisfying as being prepared is and he hums, pleasure, amusement against his skin, releasing his teeth to suck a rough mark in there. ]
[There's a shudder and an outright moan from Sett at that. That little knowledge that his collar absolutely wont hide any of that, and really, why would he want it to. Red and obvious. THAT'S a lovely thought.
His fingers curl, a bit like a cat kneeding- just, you know, one's inside.]
and. that's distracting, his teeth digging in a bit more; not enough to draw blood with how blunt his teeth are, but certainly enough be painful as he adjusts to the curl. ]
[Sett curses in three languages, and Aphelios only knows two of them (the rest is courtesy of gamewide babbelfish.) Phel can't see it from his angle, the wide eyes and blown pupils, but he sure can feel the involuntary thrush against Phel's skin. Or the jerk of his finger deeper.]
[ he -- takes that as more than encouragement, gnawing lightly on the spot, though he has to take a second to catch his breath as that large finger pushes deeper, brushing against his prostate, hips pressing up, ]
-- nn.
[ and okay, this time there might be a little blood. ]
[The spike of pain easily gets mixed up, washed into adrenaline and pleasure. There's always been a weird line for him but right now? RIGHT NOW it's all he wants is more. It's only when he feels something drip down his neck that he pulls back, sees the rabbit ears and blood on his lover's lips-
And it goes RIGHT to his dick, with a little detour to his heart. There's a flutter and a bright eyed flush that comes before that devouring kiss.
His hand pulls back only enough to add a second finger.]
[ he arches up to meet the kiss -- open-mouthed, the rusty taste of blood on his tongue; even in a small quantity Sett will be sure to taste it.
his insides adjust, flex to take that second finger -- it's a stretch, with how big ... everything about Sett is, really, but his eagerness helps, hips already moving as if silently asking for more. ]
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mixed signals what are those ]
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[Mixed signals is the SECOND language Phel taught Sett. He's definitely better at signing though.
This at least is clear enough.
He considers a second and then just gives into an impulse, leaning back up. His breath is hot on Aphelios' neck, and he laves the area right over his pulse with attention. Soft kisses, wet rough licks... And just as he gives that soft tail another tug, he opens his maw and fits an alarming amount of neck into it. The hold leaves fangs prickling dangerously over that pulse point.]
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his hands shift to grip Sett's shoulders tightly, like he's holding him there. ]
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Really, the only reason he unlatches, burrowing his face against that neck is he REALLY needs to get those clothes off of both of them. Or at LEAST out of the way.]
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Phellll, I really wanna fuck you, can I? [He says, nuzzling.]
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brief internal math as he stills, ear twitching.
does not explain any of this internal processes as he gives an eager little nod. ]
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[PUMPS FIST IN CELEBRATION!!!]
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Shit- where's the lube we need SO MUCH.
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Hot damn if the ears and tail doesn't help though. He breaks the kiss to tug lightly on one of those ears again. And the now slick fingers take only a brief detour to slide along Phel's cock before dipping lower. He's not one to turn down an offer, after all. It'd be RUDE.]
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but he's not still, either -- there's another leg movement, a little huff at having his ear tugged, and he can't reach all the way behind Sett in their position but he can lean up and try to dig teeth against the crook of his neck. you know, like a rabbit. ]
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He loves those little jerks of the leg. Not that Phel isn't expressive, but there's something about having a reflex like that so clear and easy to provoke. He's angled his finger up to slide against the prostate, and is about to give another little nibble on that delicate ear when the bite cuts off ALL thought. A shaky breath is just punched out of him and he sinks into it against Phel, everything suddenly STOPPING.]
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but -- getting that reaction out of Sett is as satisfying as being prepared is and he hums, pleasure, amusement against his skin, releasing his teeth to suck a rough mark in there. ]
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His fingers curl, a bit like a cat kneeding- just, you know, one's inside.]
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and. that's distracting, his teeth digging in a bit more; not enough to draw blood with how blunt his teeth are, but certainly enough be painful as he adjusts to the curl. ]
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S'good. Like that.
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-- nn.
[ and okay, this time there might be a little blood. ]
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And it goes RIGHT to his dick, with a little detour to his heart. There's a flutter and a bright eyed flush that comes before that devouring kiss.
His hand pulls back only enough to add a second finger.]
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his insides adjust, flex to take that second finger -- it's a stretch, with how big ... everything about Sett is, really, but his eagerness helps, hips already moving as if silently asking for more. ]
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Wanna try?
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