He follows after, back up the ridge and through the trail, shedding his Enclosure-made coat once they get closer to the door. He holds it open for him, but looks back once more, committing the place to memory again.
"You staying a while?" he wonders idly, always trying to adjust his expectations when it comes to their - excursions.
He snorts, leading him back down the hallway, but pauses before the stairwell. He slides an arm around his waist, turning to mutter low and quiet into his ear, trying not to grin.
"You can't start begging without telling me what you're asking for, darling
- we're already going to end the evening in your bed, no need for concern
there."
Astarion, too, is happy to get the rest of the way there briskly. Not to
think about the idea that Jacob was saying please to have him stay
longer, to keep him.
He pulls the man into a kiss the moment his cabin door is closed, toeing
off his shoes as he wraps his arms around his waist.
Astarion isn't blind in the dark. He moves with perfect confidence,
unsurprised when their bodies encounter the edge of the bed; he simply
slides back and pulls Jacob forward, cool hands stripping off his shirt and
running over his chest. As if he's trying to recommit it all to memory,
the warmth of him, the firm shape of muscle and the texture of his skin.
He's wearing his dog tags again, Miller's and his own, a habit he'd neglected in his fit of self loathing the past few months. They drape along Astarion's chest as he leans down to get him out of his shirt, though his efforts are slowed by the impulse to just kiss him, to leave teethmarks along his jaw.
"I thought I was the one who preferred to take a bite or two," Astarion
chuckles, though he's saying it through sighs of pleasure, shifting
restlessly underneath him. He feels warm, good, wanted. "You'll have to
stop for a moment if you want more space to desecrate, darling."
He untucks his shirt to make it easier to slip off over his head.
He pushes himself up, waits for the shuffle of clothes. "Can't let you have all the action all the time," he mutters, rough hands sliding along newly exposed chest and stomach. He takes the liberty of pinching a nipple on the way down before he claims his mouth again.
He slides his jeans off of his hips, letting them fall in the floor.
Astarion wastes no time in taking advantage of the exposed skin, running
his hands over Jacob's ass, clutching at his hips and pulling him in
close. He's still dressed from the waist down, but the friction and
kissing and heat is having an effect on him.
"...Mmmm. Get these off me, will you?" He takes Jacob's hand and guides
it to his waistband.
His eyes close now, head tipping back and hands shivering over Jacob's
hair. He slides his knees up and apart on easy reflex, giving him a better
angle to work with, opening himself right up.
Nothing about this has to be complicated. It can just be the escape of
pleasure, these moments of fleeting bliss.
He takes it slow, savoring each moment, drawing it out for Astarion's pleasure. He's spurred on by those gentle sighs and the hand in his hair, slipping another finger inside once he's full and relaxed.
Jacob indulges a moment longer, until he's absolutely desperate for some relief of his own. He sits up. "Good?" he murmurs, running his hand along his own, aching cock.
"Yeah me too," he says, moving with Astarion, guiding himself inside. He lowers himself onto his elbows, sinking in completely as a deep moan escapes him.
Astarion moans his satisfaction, wrapping his arms and legs around Jacob,
letting his body be opened up and plundered. It's good. Makes his mind go
blank, chases away the concerns of the day, lets him focus on this moment
and this moment alone.
He rocks into him, losing himself as he always does, focusing on the body beneath him and the way he feels. He mutters his name again and again, deliberately blocking out the rest of the world.
"Fuck," he breathes as his movements grow more foreful, urging more out of him.
Astarion moves with him, fingertips digging hard into his shoulders, toes
curling. His erection is trapped between their bodies, the friction making
him feel a little wild. The force is good, too, chasing away everything
that isn't the pure sensation of the moment.
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Date: 2024-08-03 09:52 pm (UTC)"Yours," he decides, and kisses him again before turning to head away to where they started.
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Date: 2024-08-03 09:57 pm (UTC)"You staying a while?" he wonders idly, always trying to adjust his expectations when it comes to their - excursions.
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Date: 2024-08-03 10:11 pm (UTC)Astarion sheds his own coat - it would be odd to just feel it vanish when he crosses the threshold - and smiles crookedly at Jacob as he passes him.
"That really depends on how long you can keep me occupied, doesn't it?"
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Date: 2024-08-03 10:14 pm (UTC)"Please? I'll do any goddamn thing you want."
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Date: 2024-08-03 10:25 pm (UTC)Astarion shivers.
"You can't start begging without telling me what you're asking for, darling - we're already going to end the evening in your bed, no need for concern there."
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Date: 2024-08-03 10:30 pm (UTC)But Jacob pulls away, content to lead them down, barring any other interruptions.
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Date: 2024-08-03 10:45 pm (UTC)Astarion, too, is happy to get the rest of the way there briskly. Not to think about the idea that Jacob was saying please to have him stay longer, to keep him.
He pulls the man into a kiss the moment his cabin door is closed, toeing off his shoes as he wraps his arms around his waist.
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Date: 2024-08-03 10:50 pm (UTC)He protests playfully, letting his fingers tangle in those silver waves.
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Date: 2024-08-03 11:28 pm (UTC)Astarion presses greedily against him, nipping at his bottom lip as he reaches for his buttons.
"I want you to fuck me," he murmurs, looking up for eye contact as he says the words.
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Date: 2024-08-03 11:31 pm (UTC)Mae's in her crate, the light isn't even on yet, so Jacob walks him blindly back to the bed, pressing kisses to his throat and jaw.
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Date: 2024-08-04 07:01 am (UTC)Astarion isn't blind in the dark. He moves with perfect confidence, unsurprised when their bodies encounter the edge of the bed; he simply slides back and pulls Jacob forward, cool hands stripping off his shirt and running over his chest. As if he's trying to recommit it all to memory, the warmth of him, the firm shape of muscle and the texture of his skin.
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Date: 2024-08-04 09:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-08-04 10:59 am (UTC)"I thought I was the one who preferred to take a bite or two," Astarion chuckles, though he's saying it through sighs of pleasure, shifting restlessly underneath him. He feels warm, good, wanted. "You'll have to stop for a moment if you want more space to desecrate, darling."
He untucks his shirt to make it easier to slip off over his head.
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Date: 2024-08-04 11:24 am (UTC)He slides his jeans off of his hips, letting them fall in the floor.
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Date: 2024-08-04 11:58 am (UTC)Astarion wastes no time in taking advantage of the exposed skin, running his hands over Jacob's ass, clutching at his hips and pulling him in close. He's still dressed from the waist down, but the friction and kissing and heat is having an effect on him.
"...Mmmm. Get these off me, will you?" He takes Jacob's hand and guides it to his waistband.
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Date: 2024-08-04 12:05 pm (UTC)He presses a kiss to the bone at his hip, moving away to fumble in the nightstand for a bottle he fucking swears was there just that morning.
Once he gets it open, he's back at his side, hand finding Astarion's cock.
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Date: 2024-08-04 12:10 pm (UTC)Astarion shivers and arches into the touch, his cock filling to full hardness in Jacob's grip.
"You make me impatient, darling," he breathes, eyes dark. "You can't blame me for that."
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Date: 2024-08-04 12:21 pm (UTC)It's terrifying, but it doesn't hurt so much if it's a fantasy.
He replaces his hand with his mouth, teasing and distracting as a slick finger gently enters him.
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Date: 2024-08-04 12:29 pm (UTC)"Ah..."
His eyes close now, head tipping back and hands shivering over Jacob's hair. He slides his knees up and apart on easy reflex, giving him a better angle to work with, opening himself right up.
Nothing about this has to be complicated. It can just be the escape of pleasure, these moments of fleeting bliss.
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Date: 2024-08-04 12:37 pm (UTC)Jacob indulges a moment longer, until he's absolutely desperate for some relief of his own. He sits up. "Good?" he murmurs, running his hand along his own, aching cock.
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Date: 2024-08-04 01:11 pm (UTC)"It'll be better when you're inside me," Astarion murmurs, and hooks a leg over his hip to pull him closer. "Come here, darling."
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Date: 2024-08-04 01:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-08-04 01:27 pm (UTC)Astarion moans his satisfaction, wrapping his arms and legs around Jacob, letting his body be opened up and plundered. It's good. Makes his mind go blank, chases away the concerns of the day, lets him focus on this moment and this moment alone.
"Yes..."
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Date: 2024-08-04 01:36 pm (UTC)"Fuck," he breathes as his movements grow more foreful, urging more out of him.
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Date: 2024-08-04 02:49 pm (UTC)Astarion moves with him, fingertips digging hard into his shoulders, toes curling. His erection is trapped between their bodies, the friction making him feel a little wild. The force is good, too, chasing away everything that isn't the pure sensation of the moment.
"More," he gasps. "I won't break-"
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