Dream Post XI

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[ sometimes NSFW is the post-bad game therapy that's needed. ]

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[586]

After breakfast, sure. Anything for ~you. [ gives his cheek another kiss. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Hmm, I'm holding you to that then.

[ Turning his head to catch his mouth for a proper kiss. ]

[586]

[ tugs him straight into himself. ] Maybe I start waking you up like this...

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Honestly he just gives in with a half laugh, letting himself press body-against-body with his very cute and demanding master. ]

Oh, we'd definitely get in trouble for that.

[ As if he wouldn't already get in trouble for getting caught reaching between them to start sliding the fabric off his master's legs so he can run his fingers over bared skin. ]

[586]

No one is going to get in trouble. I'll make sure of it. [ boops his nose, looping his arms around his neck so he can tug him into a kiss. ] You sure I can't have you for breakfast?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Humming thoughtfully into the kiss, as if considering the request, even if he's already made up his own mind on it. ]

You can, if that's what you'd like this morning.

[586]

[ his smile sharpens against aster's and soon he'll find his back on the futon, pentium sitting on top. ] It is. [ sets a hand to his chest, fingers deftly undoing any fasterners or buttons or zippers in the way. ] You're a real treat, Aster, and I'm lucky to have you.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Flustered and definitely caught off guard by the reversal in their positions, goodbye his canon clothes. ]

I am quite sure the honor and luck is mine, master.

[586]

[ GOOD-BYE CANON CLOTHES. ] Let's do something... fun. I'm going to be your servant. I think you deserve a bit of spoiling... Master. [ kisses his stomach. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ If you thought Aster was red before check him out now, propping himself up on an elbow. ]

M-Master-!

[586]

That's my line.

[ chu. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Thanks this is how he dies, flustered and kissing his cute master-servant. ]

[586]

[ tap tap taps his lips. ] Ma~s~ter~ Are you feeling alright?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ HOW DOES HE HANDLE THIS SIDE OF IT. Channel your inner Master Aster, you can do it. ]

I think... I need more kisses from my cute servant first of all.

[586]

[ he obliges without an ounce of hesitation, peppering kisses from aster's lips down to his neck and over his chest. ] Do you want me to keep going?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ ///??? ]

Yes, keep going.

[586]

My master is so cute. [ he takes his cock in hand and gives the head a playful little lick. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Okay yeah he needs to cover his mouth with a hand to muffle the groan that spills from his mouth, both at the action and the words muttered and really he can't get any more flustered than this. ]

A-Ah-...

[586]

[ he's not going to stop, especially not when aster's making sounds like that. he wants to hear more of them. ]

[ eventually he sits up, his hand replacing his mouth, so he can lazily jerk him off, really just trying to edge him at this point. ] How am I doing master?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Panting behind that hand over his mouth, the whines and moans barely muffled as he hazily glances down. Which was kind of a mistake because it makes his hips jerk up again into Pentium's hand at the sight of his very cute master doing very dirty things. ]

You're... doing amazingly...

[586]

[ he captures his lips in a brief kiss, stroking him a bit faster. ] You look so cute like this. And the sounds you're making, Master, divine. [ he takes a seat on his hips, grinding himself against him shamelessly. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ The kiss is pleasantly distracting but it doesn't last nearly long enough to pull Aster's attention off needing to rock himself into Pentium's hand, then up against Pentium himself. ]

Ma- Mm- I'll come like this-

[586]

Go ahead, Master. [ he rocks a bit more pointedly against him, trying to spur him into reaching his climax. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ They're not going to talk about how that granted permission is one of the last things he needs to let himself fall the rest of the way into his climax, meeting those grinding hips down with jerky rocks of his own hips up, gasping into Pentium's shoulder when he does finally reach his head. ]

[586]

[ he edges back down, so he can clean him up like the good servant he is. lifts his head and gives his lips a lick, grinning mischievously. ] You taste divine master.