[ eiden moans as his mouth is taken, kissing back just as forcefully, open mouthed to receive and biting down on the edge of his lower lip to punctuate a thrust inside him that pushes that dark sweet spot. his cock drips in seimei's hand, more so when the biting at his lips encourages him to move with the rhythm he's set.
it is punishingly good. eiden wraps legs around him, locking at the ankles and drawing him in closer to the recliner now, spreading himself so that seimei can have full contact with his body, cock right between them, body unfurling easily to him. eiden is tight and hot, pulsating with a flood of essence with each thrust, each sound. ]
Nnnghah—Mmm! Deeper... deeper you have to—
[ his eyes roll because the ferocity of this is what he craves, the rabbit inside of him happy to draw him in close until he's nearly folded, a heel pressing against his ass, nudging seimei deeper. his essence is bright, an amalgam of elements that feel natural and tumultuous. to someone who devours such things, it's delicious and eiden does not fail on delivering the magical equivalent of a five course meal with his body. his chest heaves and the gemstone slides back on the necklace looped double around his throat.
he noses in against seimei's neck and returns the favors from earlier, his own throat littered in bites—he sinks teeth into him with a snarl, less rabbit, more himself, maybe a perfect combination meant to keep seimei there like he's an animal starved. eiden deals in one fox in particular, so the animalistic behavior puts his hazy head in a desperate position, familiar and greedy and wanting as he kisses him against his pulse. ]
Mine... [ tightening around him, moving with every thrust in unison. he pulls at the hair at his nape tightly in shaking knuckles. the cock in seimei's hand spills pre, drips and dribbles over his knuckles, but eiden doesn't slow. ] Don't spill, don't spill any of it, it's mine—
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it is punishingly good. eiden wraps legs around him, locking at the ankles and drawing him in closer to the recliner now, spreading himself so that seimei can have full contact with his body, cock right between them, body unfurling easily to him. eiden is tight and hot, pulsating with a flood of essence with each thrust, each sound. ]
Nnnghah—Mmm! Deeper... deeper you have to—
[ his eyes roll because the ferocity of this is what he craves, the rabbit inside of him happy to draw him in close until he's nearly folded, a heel pressing against his ass, nudging seimei deeper. his essence is bright, an amalgam of elements that feel natural and tumultuous. to someone who devours such things, it's delicious and eiden does not fail on delivering the magical equivalent of a five course meal with his body. his chest heaves and the gemstone slides back on the necklace looped double around his throat.
he noses in against seimei's neck and returns the favors from earlier, his own throat littered in bites—he sinks teeth into him with a snarl, less rabbit, more himself, maybe a perfect combination meant to keep seimei there like he's an animal starved. eiden deals in one fox in particular, so the animalistic behavior puts his hazy head in a desperate position, familiar and greedy and wanting as he kisses him against his pulse. ]
Mine... [ tightening around him, moving with every thrust in unison. he pulls at the hair at his nape tightly in shaking knuckles. the cock in seimei's hand spills pre, drips and dribbles over his knuckles, but eiden doesn't slow. ] Don't spill, don't spill any of it, it's mine—