dreampost: even more after dark edition (V)

[wotanon]

[ All betrayal and kissing games make idols thirsty as f—

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[protectshisown]

[That last stroke pulls a deep moan from Rye followed by a soft curse as he closes the warmth of the hand.]

[He squirms as Hurricane delays and teases his thumb, breath hitching as he watches him lick and take in his thumb. He licks his lips, pressing the thumb forward a bit, then pulls it back, a slow thrusting motion.] I haven't even decided yet what I want more. How you'd look best. [His voice low, eyes lidded and hungry.]

Me fucking you, or riding you. Maybe I could do both tonight.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[There is zero ambiguity about the interest in his eyes - the way his pupils are dilated and the flush splashed across his cheeks. The sound he makes, a little whimper, catches somewhere in his throat, and if Rye is paying attention to anything below the waistline, it looks like he is just about ready for round two]

[He pulls back, scraping his teeth along the pad of Rye's thumb as he goes]

Jesus, christ, dude. Anyone ever tell you your mouth is dangerous?

[He presses a kiss to the tip of Rye's thumb, and then sets his sights lower - turns, finally, to consider Rye's erection. The kiss he presses to the tip of that is just as light, almost experimental]

[protectshisown]

[Rye definitely is, and ge's finding himself very hopeful at three rounds if he's up already. And seeing how his words have affected Hurticane makes him rather proud and excited. It makes it almost easy to let go of his anxieties.]

[He shivers as the teeth scrape across his thumb.]

Dunno. Can't remember. But all the more reason to make fun memories now. And you've been an amazing one so far.

[Rye watches him move down, a soft moaning leaving him at the kiss.] But....I really would like to come. Please, Hurricane, I wanna know if your mouth feels as good on my cock as against my lips.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You got it, dude. Just, like... if you got anything special you like, feel free to say. Kay?

[Because he doesn't exactly know what he's doing, here. Still, he's never let that stop him with anything else, and he's plenty eager to watch Rye fall apart]

[He starts with a little lap against the head, as though getting a taste for it - licks again, fuller and broader this time, from root to tip. When he leans in and takes the head between his lips, he keeps his eyes on Rye's face the whole time - watching his reaction as he laves softly with the tip of his tongue]

[protectshisown]

You do realize you're encouraging the dangerous mouth, right? [Teasing]

[He reaches down, a hand running through his hair, soft, encouraging as Hurricane explores. His breathing gets heavier, soft hums as he feels the heat of Hurricane's tongue.] Feels good. A tease so slow, but still good.

[The hums turn to a headier groan as Hurricane takes hjm into his mouth, eyes closing briefly. Followed by a needier noise as he teases the tip, precum beading under his tongue.] Gods, your mouth does feel good. And how you look... [his hand moves down, thumb rubbing just under stretched lips.] Seeing you with my cock in your mouth...almost as good as the face you gave me when I sucked yours.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He shudders at the words - at the touch of Rye's thumb on his lip - and his tongue laps again at the slit, tracing the tip]

[When he eases forward to take in more of Rye's cock, it's slow - teasing, yes, but also he's not entirely sure of the best way to do this]

[He takes as much as he can and a little more besides - presses too far, and makes a small choked noise, and has to ease back again. When he pulls away so that just Rye's tip is in his mouth again, he laves it with his tongue more fully, this time, like an apology]

[protectshisown]

[He breathes in sharply as he teases the slit.] Good place to tease-Hurricane... [Another deep moan, hand moving up to his hair again, pushing back his hair to clearly see his face.]

[He watches as Hurricane moves down, his breathibg heavy, humming softly i n pleasure and encouragement.] Yeah...like that...feels strangely good, doesn't it? Felt good to me, a warm weight filling my mou-ah! [His other hand moves over his mouth when Hurricane moves too hard, feels the tightness around the tip as he chokes, hips flinching slightly.]

[His legs curl up around Hurricane, his face flushed, body trembling a bit under it all, actually whining as Hurricane licks him.] G-get used to the feel, please. W-what you can take easily. I just-I need-too worked up to g-get teased that long-

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He pulls back with a soft slurp - rubs a hand over his thigh, gentle]

...sorry, dude. I got you.

[And with that, he takes Rye's cock back between his lips - not as far as before, but almost, to the point just before he began to choke. He eases back, then, until it's barely in his mouth - takes it deeper again, sucking gently, tongue laving the underside]

[He can't take the whole length, but his hand comes up to take up the slack, toying with the base of Rye's erection with his fingers]

[protectshisown]

Don't-need an apology-just you.

[His head falls back against the headboard as Hurricane takes more of him in, starts to move, and give more of the friction he needs. Then there's fingers, his breath catching and soft moans start to come regularly, looking down again after a few moments to watch, fingers running through Hurricane's hair, gripping it occasionally as he sucks.]

Just like that. Doing so good-feel good. So good for me-

[crossmyheartandhope]

[His cheeks are already red, but the flush deepens at the words - at the encouragement that he didn't expect. It blindsides him a little; he makes a soft sound, around Rye's cock, and redoubles his efforts]

[He begins to bob his head a little, tentatively - lets the warm length of it slide in and out, mindful of the teeth. Three of his fingers settle in, beginning shallow strokes in the area he can't reach]

[protectshisown]

[Its hard to miss the sound. Hard to miss anything about Hurricane's mouth, the heat around his cock all consuming with him still at the edge with how tentative Hurricane is. Cock twitching against his tongue, beads of precum pulled with his mouth and fingers]

Yeah, like that. Hmm, so-so good-Hurricane. Gods-love how your f-fingers feel- [he keeps his hips still, but the rest of him squirms, kneading at his golden locks.] Keep moving your head like that-good boy-just a little faster.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He flushes even darker, at that - at the words, and Rye's voice starting to fall apart, and the feel of Rye's fingers in his hair]

[He picks up the pace, a little at a time, getting used to the feel of the warm weight in his mouth. His fingers and lips and tongue work determinedly - perhaps a little a clumsy, but he's a fast learner, and the longer it goes on, the less clumsy the motions become]

[protectshisown]

[Perhaps its not the most finessed, but Rye is still worked up from watching Hurricane fall apart. And seeing him now, still so determined and eager and already reacting is more than enough to counter any clumsy problems, especially as Hurricane adjust, gets comfortable, starts giving Rye more of the speed he needs to feel the heat build and coil towards release.]

[His fingers keep kneading Hurricane's hair, the other gripping the blanket tight as moans spill past his lips, echo around the room.] Yeah-yeah, like that-fuck Hurricane-gods don't stop-feel so good-being so good to me-so wonderful- [his voice has a desperate whine now.] G-getting close-please Hurricane-

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Well, the words definitely don't help the blush get any less, and he'd be busy leaning into that hand in his hair, if he wasn't concentrating so hard on trying to go a good job. Surely he's not managing anywhere near as well as Rye keeps claiming, but does he ever want to live up to it, if only a little]

[He picks up the pace a touch more - curls his tongue a little, experimentally, against the bottom of the shaft. When the next upstroke comes, he sucks just slightly, almost experimental]

[protectshisown]

[That gets a sharper gasp from Rye and a sharp tug on his hair.] That-more of- [he kind of babbles a bit, a jumble of words and part of his name, something seeking more.]

[He takes deep, desperate breaths.] H-harder. S-s-suck harder. Tongue. Wanna come. [He was close, so painfilly close now after everything. Right now everything Hurricane did felt mindblowing and he was desperate to finally come with Hurricane, enjoy the feeling with him.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He makes a soft sound at the sharper tug on his hair - redoubles his efforts]

[Never let it be said that he takes directions poorly; his repeats the same motion with his tongue, and he starts to suck again, harder this time. The hand at the base of Rye's cock is still rubbing insistently, short, firm strokes to cover what Hurricane's mouth can't manage]

[protectshisown]

[His hips are shaking now, the slightest thrusts into that mouth. Not enough to choke him, but enough to show how much he wants to thtust into that mouth.]

[He feels the sound more than hears, fingers tugging hard again as he feels another hard suck. Its hard to form words, becoming no more then parts of his namre, potentially hurry, and a litany of 'yes.' His head has fallen back against the pillow, breathing heavy, and he's there, he's there, he's ther-]

[He comes with a sharp cry, cumming hard after holding back so long, arching under Hurricane's hands and mouth.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He makes a soft sound, when Rye comes - expecting it, but still not quite expecting it]

[After that beat of hesitation, though, he picks up where he left off - works him through it, with lips and tongue and fingertips, swallowing it down]

[protectshisown]

[There's a keening moan as Hurricane keeps working him, feeling sensitive and too much in the best way, tugging his hair again, hips twitching as Hurricane draws out the feeling.]

[As the last of his cum hits his tongue, Rye slumps down, feeling boneless and temporarily sated, his grip loosening in Hurricane's hair. Becoming affectionate pets.] Gods...

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He eases back as Rye slumps, letting him free - sits up a little, flushed and panting, though not enough to be out of range of those hair pets]

...you okay?

[Yeah, his voice is wrecked,]

[protectshisown]

[A shiver goes up Rye's back as he speaks. His voice is wrecked. Its wrecked because his mouth had just been on him, had made him come-]

[Face flushed, panting, and absolutely gorgeous.]

[Instead of speaking, his hand goes to the bsck of Hirriance's head from his hair, the other gripping his arm, and pulling him up for a deep, hungry kiss, groaning as he tastes himself on his lips.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[oh]

[That's unexpected but definitely not unappreciated]

[He goes easily enough, letting himself get hauled in - makes a soft sound into the kiss and meets it in kind. He's had some recovery time by now, and he's already very interested again]

[protectshisown]

[Rye seems intent to explore every inch of Hurricane's mouth, groaning at just how much of himself he can taste in the others mouth. Hand resting at the back of his head, the other trailing down his side to pull him closer.]

Very okay. [Murmured against his lips.]

[Then his hand brushes over his cock.] How do you wanna come this time?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He kisses Rye in return, the response just as hot, just as hungry - lets himself be guided in. When Rye's hand touches him, his hips rock forward a little, almost of their own accord]

I ain't picky, dude. Everything you done's been kind of amazing.

[protectshisown]

[He loosely wraps his fingers around him, pumping him slowly.] You're always so reactive. Its incrdibly hot, you know that? [His thumb rubs over the tip, teasing the head for a few moments.]

I could ride you. You wouldn't need to keep still at all, and then we don't have to wait for me to get hard for the next round.