themightybosstone

[ he's a monster.

there's definitely an appreciative look when his skin is finally bared -- his hand go to his chest, running over abs and pecs. is he still a cold cat or is he warming up. ]

[Definitely warming up, it never really takes him long. The boy's a space heater only (far) surpassed by Val.

His eyes close a little and he stretches out a little, appreciatively.]

And this is why I gotta keep workin' out... [He says with a half grin.]

[ Aphelios gives him a little nod of agreement. big Sett is important!

... and he can't resist but to bring his mouth to him, teeth sharp against his collar bone before he bites down. not hard, but enough to leave a mark when he sucks at the same spot. ]

[Sett just stiffens immediately. He was warm before but the flush through almost all of him just immediately turns on the heat.

His hands settle on Aphelios' shoulders thoughtlessly, pressing, even as the sound that little mark makes is guttural at best.]

Keep that up an' I'm gonna bite every inch of you.

[ there's a huff of air like a laugh against him. it's almost like a challenge, the way his eyes flick up to look directly at him and the next place those teeth drag is against his nipple. ]

[Oh, he'd LOVE that to keep going.

But he made a promise and he ALWAYS follows through. There's a little yellow in his eyes for a moment as he pounces, already moving to tug off Aphelios' shirt, other hand pressed right in the center of his chest.]

[ he'd be strong enough to put up some resistance if he wanted to -- but he really doesn't, he knows what he was baiting Sett into. he doesn't fight it but he does lift his arms to help get his own shirt off, more than ready. ]

[Oh, it would be a hell of a contest if he wanted to. But the moment the shirt is off, the sodden fabric slaps the wall as it is discarded.]

Now there's a feast... always a question of where to start.

[His hands slide over Aphelios muscles, fingers pressing light lines in their wake. He only takes an indulgence to brush the pad of his thumbs over his nipples, a little press, a little roll. Can't help playing with his food..]

[ it's not a bad start from the sound of it. his breath hitches and he arches some up towards that, encouraging as his nipple pebble under his touch.

still, he can't keep his hands off Sett - - they wander, one to the other man's back and the other to grip into his hair, a moment before he roughly pets an ear to get Sett's reaction to that. ]

[It's not quite the same reaction as the pinch that kicked off all of this from Sett's side... but it's not a small one either. There's a freeze, a glassy, content look, fighting with all of the chemicals that just tell him it's time to just submit- before he dips down, making that first mark over Aphelios' heart.

It's SHARP, even the flatter teeth in front of those fangs have edges, but he's intent on making this one last a while.]

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[ Aphelios gaps, with a sharp arch -- it doesn't hurt but he can still feel the physical sensation of teeth digging into his skin and it's good, his fingers fisting in his hair, distracted from his ear for a moment. he mouths his name -- "Sett" -- he's not sure if Sett will look up to see but he doesn't think he needs the encouragement, exactly. ]

[No, no he really doesn't. He's too busy to look up right now, though the ears twitch at the soundless burst of air. Though he takes advantage of that arc to slide his hands under the other man, keeping him bowed.

The tug on the hair really just goes right down his spine, and the low growl comes before a light kiss, and other pressure of a bite, and then another. Some soothed with light, almost sweet kisses, the others with the rasp of a rough, wet tongue.

It swirls on his nipple, dragging at the skin.]

Hope you don't got nothing planned for a bit-

[ there's another rush of air out - - he wishes he could feel the full extent of this, even the pain, because he knows just that edge of it would make everything feel all the better.

not that it doesn't feel good now. it feels amazing, and once he gets a bit more used to it his fingers travel back up to Sett's ear, petting like a reward. at the question he shakes his head - - not certain if Sett is looking, but he really doesn't have any higher priorities than this at the moment.

he's a bit restricted in what he can do in turn but he can tilt his knee up, aim to put pressure between Sett's legs. ]

[Yesssss, pet him, he's doing welllll. He feels the shake more than sees it, as he was working his way up Aphelios' neck, leaving little red bruises where they'd peak over the collar just a little. His his his his...

His head just drops at that first grind, and he indulges, pushing back against it, the seam of the fabric between them almost TOO irritating right now.]

[ he's doing very well!! he rubs at the base of his ear before gently running fingertips over the soft back of it, his mouth parted with soft, quick little breaths for air as Sett leaves his marks upwards. his head tips to give him more room, further encouragement, and his leg rocks against Sett's groin, his hips raising in part with his leg to help with that.

his other knee braces against the bed for more leverage, the rest of his body arced up as if to get as close to Sett as he can. ]

[It's a rough groan. The WANT in those movements are almost as much as the fiction dragging across his cock. His hand finds Phel's ass and with a squeeze, helps that lift, shoving himself against the willing body below him, pushing Phel against his hip.]

[ he finds himself wishing he could have another hand -- he wants to grab Sett's hip and pull him down against himself, he wants to keep petting his ears, he wants to keep his hand at Sett's spine, he wants to be able to push against the mattress too for better leverage ...

ah.

wait.

it's soundless, when Aphelios' tentacles materialize, their source at the center of his back, but Sett can likely see them. they're not touching him (for now), at least, more materializing just to be able to brace under Aphelios and help keep him pressed up against the other man. ]

[There's a moment where Sett's ear flicks in Aphelios' fingers, twitching as he watches that strange spread of tentacles under his... his boyfriend? His best friend? The man whose hands are driving him fucking wild right now and is wearing too many DAMN clothes.

There's that flood of sensation at the press at the back of his spine, where a tail should have been, and the gentle pull at his ears. He can't decide if he wants to bite harder and leave a mark that will last or roll over or both...

A little more clearheaded? He might have had a little spark of reservation, but right now, he's just catching his breath as that renewed contact drags against him even further. He's a little dazed as he pulls one of those up, burning red across his face, draws it into his mouth.

He just really is curious if it tastes like Phel does.]

[ oh - -

Sett had been so freaked out by the tentacles before he honestly didn't expect him to go for it. one tentacle helps keep Aphelios pulled up and stable while Sett has the other one in his hand and - -

in his mouth; Aphelios gasps, a human hand of his lifting to cover his mouth. it will taste... strange. dry, not slimy, but not salty like regular human skin. it's clear Aphelios can feel it, though - - there's a soft sound like a whine, surprised at the intensity of it. ]

[He was already starting to pull back when that whine hits him, and his eyes widen a little.

The realization of how strange this all is hasn't even HIT yet.

Fuck it. It's almost shy, a tentative attempt to suck on it. Just, you know, to see.]

[ Aphelios shudders, open - - it feels... weird, scandalous, but it's really really good for all that. the tentacle section wriggles in the his mouth, a live thing, and the tip gently presses down against the back of Sett's tongue. ]

[This is so weird, this is so weird but it's hard not to feel the pressure and weight and NOT think about Phel's dick. It's hard not to have his mouth hang open a bit at that nudge, breath sucking in around it.

So he just looks up, meets the other man's eyes as his tongue wraps around it, pressing along the odd wriggling curves and then hollowing his cheeks as he draws his head back, letting it go.]

[ it's definitely hard for Aphelios not to think about his own dick in this very moment. when he arches again with a soft, rough sound of pleasure his erection will be obvious pressed against Sett, and having a tentacle sucked off is just encouraging that.

his free tentacle curves, shifts to slide down Sett's spine then cup his ass... and gives it a little spank, no real force behind it but just to see how Sett reacts. they're very handy appendages. ]

[It's not hard. But it's also a good thing the tentacle was OUT of his mouth by that point. That's a PITCHED sound from Sett.]

PHEL!?!

[ - - laughs, shoulders shaking, the tentacle rubbing soothing against his ass before there's another lil smack. ]

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