[ the one downside to this is that between the balmy warmth of the beach, the tug of his essence, the way seimei devours him, is that he feels so exhausted— ]
One... more... is enough...
[ an affirmation. he pants softly, feeling the teeth in his neck and whining gently, kicking out as best he can and feeling himself being incapable of doing so, only able to keep himself speared on seimei's cock. the soft brush of fur has him whimpering, an indistinguishable series of words leaving him in a rushed whisper as he clings tightly this time. seimei feels like an anchor, and he can't let go or he might float away.
he does feel a little like he's going to pass out, and it's clear by the surge and then ebbing of his essence, one final push before it recedes, almost protectively. he won't actually pass out, but he is exhausted. his body tightens around seimei, slick and hot, greedy to drink up the feeling of him as he takes his cock in full, sinks to the base and locks his arms around him.
the rabbit is definitely satisfied, barely there, it's just eiden dragging his teeth against the skin of his shoulder as he drags him atop his body and spreads willingly. it isn't hard when he's already sensitive and worked up to make him come again, though this time it's with a sob, arching in his over sensitivity. his toes curl tightly as he digs fingers in enough to leave the impression of nails along seimei's shoulders, teeth of his own digging in to stifle the sob.
when he releases one last time, it courses through his whole body and he almost goes limp—not fainting, but feeling his brain bliss out and send him careening for a moment into pure sensation. he closes his eyes and focuses on the heat in his belly, on the fur around him somehow... it's comforting as he spends harder than before, fluid clearer this time as it spills from him, essence pouring like one final flash storm before drawing back, satisfied with the rush as eiden goes almost limp against him, fingers still grasping and body rubbing itself against the fur-sensation. ]
Seimei, stay... like that... feels soft...
[ stay inside, stay close. his hand reaches down, fingers sliding to frame where they meet inside of him. he can feel it the rutting away as he drags fingers up seimei's belly like he's trying to catch that soft feeling of fur. looking up at him with hazy brown eyes, faltering. ]
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One... more... is enough...
[ an affirmation. he pants softly, feeling the teeth in his neck and whining gently, kicking out as best he can and feeling himself being incapable of doing so, only able to keep himself speared on seimei's cock. the soft brush of fur has him whimpering, an indistinguishable series of words leaving him in a rushed whisper as he clings tightly this time. seimei feels like an anchor, and he can't let go or he might float away.
he does feel a little like he's going to pass out, and it's clear by the surge and then ebbing of his essence, one final push before it recedes, almost protectively. he won't actually pass out, but he is exhausted. his body tightens around seimei, slick and hot, greedy to drink up the feeling of him as he takes his cock in full, sinks to the base and locks his arms around him.
the rabbit is definitely satisfied, barely there, it's just eiden dragging his teeth against the skin of his shoulder as he drags him atop his body and spreads willingly. it isn't hard when he's already sensitive and worked up to make him come again, though this time it's with a sob, arching in his over sensitivity. his toes curl tightly as he digs fingers in enough to leave the impression of nails along seimei's shoulders, teeth of his own digging in to stifle the sob.
when he releases one last time, it courses through his whole body and he almost goes limp—not fainting, but feeling his brain bliss out and send him careening for a moment into pure sensation. he closes his eyes and focuses on the heat in his belly, on the fur around him somehow... it's comforting as he spends harder than before, fluid clearer this time as it spills from him, essence pouring like one final flash storm before drawing back, satisfied with the rush as eiden goes almost limp against him, fingers still grasping and body rubbing itself against the fur-sensation. ]
Seimei, stay... like that... feels soft...
[ stay inside, stay close. his hand reaches down, fingers sliding to frame where they meet inside of him. he can feel it the rutting away as he drags fingers up seimei's belly like he's trying to catch that soft feeling of fur. looking up at him with hazy brown eyes, faltering. ]
Hold me tighter... feels like I'm falling...