[kisses his way up to noah's neck, finding another groove where skin meets crystal and planting his mouth there, sucking on it as one hand drags down to his thigh and curls around his cock, stroking it once]
[Noah tries not to be insecure about his crystal, tries not to act it at the very least, but this is... a lot. This is a lot, and he wasn't ready for it, isn't used to being touched like this and it's so much--]
Please...
[he doesn't know what he's begging for, but he sounds utterly wrecked already, hips jerking to press his length firmer into Fox's hand.]
fox takes it gratefully and pours some onto his hand, letting it slick up his fingers before he maneuvers both his cock and noah's into his grip, stroking them both in one smooth glide]
[his tail is lashing with stimulation, losing himself enough that he's just fucking into the wet slide of Fox's grip and clawing bluntly at his back, desperate for closeness.]
[the claws make him hiss but he doesn't seem to truly mind, his cock twitching in his grip]
I'm almost--
[that's as far as he gets out before he starts to come, body tense and trembling, the wetness between them getting truly messy, and fox cries out in relief]
[Noah is coming too, with a sharp cry. His clawing gets rougher, so it's good that Fox won't have to deal with bruises later on, this being a dream. And he's going slack against him fast.]
[fox rides it out, face pressed to noah's hair, until he can't take it any longer and his body seems to melt. he doesn't move his hand yet, but loosens his grip. with a final breathless sigh, fox thunks his head on noah's shoulder, all of the tension drained out of him]
[you'll be grateful in a second. fox slides off the bed and washes his hand thoroughly, which should give noah a good view of those scratch marks on his back.
he returns with a washcloth to clean up the mess on both his and noah's torsos, being gentle but meticulous. but once he's done with all of that he's flopping back into bed and curling close, a good six or seven fluffy tails lazily swaying to and fro once he does]
[still too wiped to be terribly shy about cleanup, but whoops, time to feel bad about shredding him. noah doesn't have claws, but nails and CRYSTAL FINGERS can do enough damage. but he's letting Fox curl up with him again before he's reaching to heal him, thanks sensitiv powers for not making him get up for his staff.]
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Please...
[he doesn't know what he's begging for, but he sounds utterly wrecked already, hips jerking to press his length firmer into Fox's hand.]
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Mmmh, do you want--we can do it together, we just need oil or lubricant--can you get it?
[not that fox is exactly encouraging him to move away or use his brain or anything]
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[squirm half out of his lap, FLEXIBLE KITTY, and pull a glass bottle from the bedside table.]
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fox takes it gratefully and pours some onto his hand, letting it slick up his fingers before he maneuvers both his cock and noah's into his grip, stroking them both in one smooth glide]
Nnh--!
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[He's clinging to Fox again, thighs widening and forehead dropping to rest on his shoulder, hands clutching his upper arms. Entirely needy.]
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So... so lovely, so beautiful, you should see yourself like this, you're just... mmmh!
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his cock twitches against Fox's, entirely in reaction to those words. he's kneading at Fox like a happy cat.]
That's-- ahh, you're so... sweet...
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I could paint you like this... debauched, lost in the throes of pleasure... shall I? Oh...
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[he's not coherent at the best of times, and this is so much. he whines and rocks into the warmth of Fox's hand, his cock.]
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Later. It's fine, it's--good, ah... ah...!
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[his tail is lashing with stimulation, losing himself enough that he's just fucking into the wet slide of Fox's grip and clawing bluntly at his back, desperate for closeness.]
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I'm almost--
[that's as far as he gets out before he starts to come, body tense and trembling, the wetness between them getting truly messy, and fox cries out in relief]
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... ahh.
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[He says, sympathetically. Limply flopped against him.]
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[smiles and kisses noah's ear, fondly. time to bask for a while]
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eventually fox will gently nudge noah, nuzzling at his cheek]
I should clean us up.
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[which there is, as well as washcloths, but also stopping laying on Fox sounds terrible?]
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Ah, you are correct. Allow me freedom for just a minute or two?
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[rolllls off of him, tragic.]
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he returns with a washcloth to clean up the mess on both his and noah's torsos, being gentle but meticulous. but once he's done with all of that he's flopping back into bed and curling close, a good six or seven fluffy tails lazily swaying to and fro once he does]
Better.
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My apologies for being so rough with you...
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[surprised by the healing, but not going to complain. his tails thump against the bed, pleased]
It is alright. You were enjoying yourself.
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