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[The car they've been trapped in definitely is not the most spacious and it rocks a little with their movement, but Wriothesley stopped paying attention to that. He lifts his hips to shove pants and underwear down with his free hand to give access to Sylvain more easily as he continues to stroke the man's cock in his other hand.
His breath comes out in cool puffs against Sylvain's neck, quiet moans only meant for him slipping from his lips.]
[ His other hand tangles in Wriothesley's hair, dragging his head closer to tuck his face away, even as he trails kisses along the man's jaw.
But with his pants now out of his way, he takes full advantage, fingers seeking out sensitive skin, giving Wriothesley's cock a slow, sure stroke. Clearly remembering all the ways Wriothesley likes to be touched, how to bring him to most pleasure. Even if Sylvain's in no rush to push him too quickly. ]
I think we both know I would never be satisfied with that.
[Sylvain can feel the bob of Wriothesley's adam apple as he swallows. The way the man lets out a breathy groan as he can't help but rock his hips into Sylvain's hand. He rests his hands on the redhead's shoulders, squeezing them a little.]
You're insatiable, Sylvain. As if you would be so easily satisfied in general. [He squeezes Sylvain's cock.] But I don't think you've ever left me dissatisfied either.
I should hope not. But I'm not the only insatiable one here.
[ His grip tightens, twists, as he strokes Wriothesley's cock. Thumb swiping over the head to tease along the slit there, feeling wetness against his skin. His lips find the moan's throat, tongue licking a heated stripe along warm skin before teeth press down lightly - not enough to leave a mark, but enough to add to the sensations currently assaulting the man's nerves. ]
[The scrape of enamel has him shuddering in delight, precum dripping and smearing under Sylvain's fingertips. He finally let's go of Sylvain's cock and tugs at the man's pants.] You going to just keep teasing me like this? Or did you forget how to use your cock already?
[His words are playful and teasing as they are impatient. It's more of a demand than begging though.]
Is this too much excitement for you? Not that much of a thrill seeker anymore? [Wriothesley laughs heartily enough.] I think that we've both done dumber things than have sex in a space like this. Or are you telling me you won't be able to keep it up?
Besides, if there's one thing I trust with the resort, it's that they wouldn't want us to get harmed while in the middle of fucking like rabbits. [He gently walks his fingers across Sylvain's shoulders.] Besides, you promise you wouldn't disappoint me, Sylvain~ Well, if you changed your mind, I can just give you a handjob.
[ The resort did enjoy making them fuck like rabbits more than anything else. Even with all their other games going on.
His hands find Wriothesley's ass and give a sharp squeeze, nails biting lightly into the flesh as he drags him closer. ]
I can get my pants out of the way, but you're going to have to be creative and figure out how to get yours off. Unless you don't mind me destroying them in the process.
[He lets out a snort in response.] If you rip my pants up, I'm taking yours after, Sylvain. [He's not going to let himself walk around half clothed in the crowd like that.
If he'll even be able to walk after all this in the first place.] So as much as I enjoy being this close to you, it's up to you if you want to leave this with no pants on after or not. Unless you have better ideas. [He sticks his tongue out childishly with a grin.]
You make it sound like I haven't gotten you out your pants before.
[He laughs though, a lightness in it that makes the initial tension earlier almost seem like a faraway dream.]
I'm not as spry as you are. Making an old guy like me work. [He mock grumbles as he shifts though so they can get him free of his pants.] Undress me would you~
I suppose airships are roomier than this. [He did not have sex on an airship.
Well, if he ever returns home, maybe once the Wingalet is used for what it's for...]
Hmm, that's a good question. I don't think we ever discussed exact ages before. [Wriothesley fishes out lube from one of his pants pockets, though this would have been easier if he had done this before part of them got tugged off. Oh well.] I'm in my thirties, which seems older than a lot of whom I ran into here. [This is ignoring the people who are in their hundreds. No inbetween.]
[ He opens his mouth to question that, because airship?! Really?
But then Wriothesley comes out with a tube of lube out of a pocket and he gets distracted snickering at the forethought of that. Even as he plucks the tube out of his hand to slick his own fingers, sliding them down between the man's legs a moment later to probe at his hole with a single slicked digit, circling that ring of muscle with a persistent fingertip. ]
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His breath comes out in cool puffs against Sylvain's neck, quiet moans only meant for him slipping from his lips.]
Don't disappoint me, sweetheart.
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But with his pants now out of his way, he takes full advantage, fingers seeking out sensitive skin, giving Wriothesley's cock a slow, sure stroke. Clearly remembering all the ways Wriothesley likes to be touched, how to bring him to most pleasure. Even if Sylvain's in no rush to push him too quickly. ]
I think we both know I would never be satisfied with that.
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You're insatiable, Sylvain. As if you would be so easily satisfied in general. [He squeezes Sylvain's cock.] But I don't think you've ever left me dissatisfied either.
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[ His grip tightens, twists, as he strokes Wriothesley's cock. Thumb swiping over the head to tease along the slit there, feeling wetness against his skin. His lips find the moan's throat, tongue licking a heated stripe along warm skin before teeth press down lightly - not enough to leave a mark, but enough to add to the sensations currently assaulting the man's nerves. ]
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[His words are playful and teasing as they are impatient. It's more of a demand than begging though.]
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[ But he gives their surroundings a pointed glance - the cramped ride car, the way it wobbles as the wheel moves. ]
Are you sure you want to ride my cock up here?
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Is this too much excitement for you? Not that much of a thrill seeker anymore? [Wriothesley laughs heartily enough.] I think that we've both done dumber things than have sex in a space like this. Or are you telling me you won't be able to keep it up?
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[ he's heard of some trying it on wyverns, but this is a whole different level. But probably sturdier? ]
I was more concerned with keeping us up, honestly. But if you're feeling reckless...
[ Who is he to rain on your fun? ]
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Besides, if there's one thing I trust with the resort, it's that they wouldn't want us to get harmed while in the middle of fucking like rabbits. [He gently walks his fingers across Sylvain's shoulders.] Besides, you promise you wouldn't disappoint me, Sylvain~ Well, if you changed your mind, I can just give you a handjob.
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[ The resort did enjoy making them fuck like rabbits more than anything else. Even with all their other games going on.
His hands find Wriothesley's ass and give a sharp squeeze, nails biting lightly into the flesh as he drags him closer. ]
I can get my pants out of the way, but you're going to have to be creative and figure out how to get yours off. Unless you don't mind me destroying them in the process.
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If he'll even be able to walk after all this in the first place.] So as much as I enjoy being this close to you, it's up to you if you want to leave this with no pants on after or not. Unless you have better ideas. [He sticks his tongue out childishly with a grin.]
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[ his grin is cheeky, even as he leans in to playfully nip at that peeked tongue, delighted by the playful banter. ]
I think, if you can bend your one leg here to the side, I can get a pantleg off you. That should be enough, right?
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[He laughs though, a lightness in it that makes the initial tension earlier almost seem like a faraway dream.]
I'm not as spry as you are. Making an old guy like me work. [He mock grumbles as he shifts though so they can get him free of his pants.] Undress me would you~
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[ he still feels like this is a valid argument here.
That "old guy" comment just gets a suspicious squint from him, however, as he gives a playful scoff and tugs one pantleg off. ]
Old Guy. Are you even any older than I am?
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Well, if he ever returns home, maybe once the Wingalet is used for what it's for...]
Hmm, that's a good question. I don't think we ever discussed exact ages before. [Wriothesley fishes out lube from one of his pants pockets, though this would have been easier if he had done this before part of them got tugged off. Oh well.] I'm in my thirties, which seems older than a lot of whom I ran into here. [This is ignoring the people who are in their hundreds. No inbetween.]
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But then Wriothesley comes out with a tube of lube out of a pocket and he gets distracted snickering at the forethought of that. Even as he plucks the tube out of his hand to slick his own fingers, sliding them down between the man's legs a moment later to probe at his hole with a single slicked digit, circling that ring of muscle with a persistent fingertip. ]
In your thirties? Really? Huh.