He laughs, deep and breathless and just a little playful. "Yeah?" He coaxes his cock from his trousers, flicking his tongue I'm a tease against the tip before he takes him in deeper.
Of course he'd wait until Jacob can't respond to say the most absurd things, but he basks in it anyway. He takes his time at first, slow and indulgent, coaxing him to hardness with now-practiced movements.
He moans, deep in his throat, hands wandering inside his thighs again.
The sound, the vibration against sensitive skin, the touch of Jacob's hands
- it's a wonderful combination, and Astarion moans his pleasure as he opens
his thighs wider. Encouraging his lover to touch and explore as he pleases.
His hand curls into his hair just a little tighter, not exactly pulling,
just...anchoring himself a little.
"So good, Jacob," he sighs, his name low and laden with pleasure. "Don't
stop."
He's not sure why his name elicits such a strong reaction. The endearments don't do anything for him, but this - just his name - is intoxicating.
He is still far from perfect, but he takes orders so well. That one came loud and clear. He keeps doing exactly what he's been, tongue tasting along the underside of his cock, filling himself with it, fingers tightening against the muscles of his thigh. He can't help watching him move, another moan escaping at the tug on his hair.
Astarion moans again, louder this time, unrestrained and hungry. Impolite
as it is, he can't help but press his cock just a little deeper into
Jacob's mouth, claiming just a little more of him. He's so hot, so wet,
and he can't help himself.
"Will you make me come, Jacob? Get me off again while you're fuck me?"
That easy, immediate obedience is - wonderful. It hits him like a drug.
Astarion squeezes Jacob's hand in turn, arching and gasping as he gets a
little closer to the peak with every stroke of his tongue, every shift and
slide of his lips.
When he comes, it's on a deep moan of his name, shameless and loud.
Astarion slips off his own shirt just as easily and all but drags Jacob
back onto the bed, kissing him like he's starving for it, licking the salt
of his precome from his mouth. His hand slides down between the man's
thighs and cups him firmly, rubbing him through his clothes.
He's pulled atop him, straddling his hips. Astarion's hand finds him hard already, aching and desperate, and the touch alone makes him moan.
"Goddamn," he pants, moving to the side so he can slide his trousers off. Wearing only his necklaces, he returns to the kiss, unwilling to part for too long.
"I want to fuck you," he groans, pulling Astarion's trousers the rest of the way off. "I want you to feel so fucking good. I've been wanting you for days. Since the last time, you know."
"Yes," he murmurs, kicking them away as they come loose, nothing short of
desperate for skin against skin. "Fucking hells, I want you. Need you."
He's - missed him, even, and it hasn't even been that long since last
time. He's unfamiliar with the way a lover can hold his attention, make him
crave their company like this.
He covers Astarion's frame with his own, pressing his cock into his hip, searching for relief with a desperation that he didn't know he had.
"I lied to you," he tells him with a soft laugh as his lips press against his mouth, trailing along his jaw. "My cabin was closer than yours. I just wanted to see you. I wanted to tell you cuz I knew you'd be happy. That we could laugh about it. I wanted to hear you bitch about me being on the floor."
"Wicked," Astarion laughs, dragging a hand down Jacob's back, grabbing his
ass and encouraging him to rut against him. "I can scarcely believe I'm
rewarding this kind of behaviour."
His other hand reaches out for the bedside cabinet, rummaging for
lubricant.
"You're right," he mumbles just against the sensitive skin of his neck, rocking against him with soft, breathy moans. "Next time I'll be a good boy and leave you here by yourself."
He feels his arm moving and he sits up, leaning over to peer into the cabinet for the now-familiar bottle, placing it in Astarion's outstretched hand.
He doesn't hesitate for a moment, flipping open the cap and smoothing it over his fingers, sitting up as his free hand slides down Astarion's chest.
"You're getting fucking spoiled, you know that?" he says with very obvious fondness. It's so easy to be with him now. To have him here, telling him what he wants, showing him how he likes it. This is the easiest thing in the world.
He pushes two fingers slowly inside of him, his free hand up underneath his knee, guiding it away so he can lean close, move deeper.
"You're fucking spoiling me," Astarion retorts, archly, but the twinkle in
his eye is unmistakable.
He shivers at the touch of Jacob's fingers, his knees hitching up and apart
to make it easier. There's a fleeting moment of discomfort, and then it
ends and he gasps softly, pressing down against the intrusion.
Astarion moans, gripping the sheets and rocking his hips down greedily onto Jacob's fingers. He's touching him in just the right places to get his toes curling and his cock twitching. He'd barely even gone soft.
"If I'm a brat, what does that make you, mm? A good influence?"
"Just a guy who likes being bitched at," he teases, but his attention isn't focused on the banter. He watches his face, and he sees those small movements of gripping the blankets. It's a beautiful sight and he takes a moment simply to appreciate it.
He's aching to replace his fingers with his own cock, but he's enjoying this moment too much.
"Yes," Astarion hisses, wrapping his legs around Jacob and clinging to
him desperately. It feels intense in a way that he couldn't describe. His
body, certainly, is still sensitive from orgasm; the fresh rush of
stimulation is very nearly too much.
He does feel spoiled. And he's not holding still, not waiting to adjust,
squirming on Jacob's cock no less eagerly than he did on his fingers.
It's almost certainly blasphemy for him to feel this good. Like they match, like they were meant for it, and all the other terrible, purple prose that Jacob never understood. Astarion squirms and Jacob gives his ass a playful pinch, but he rocks hard into him. There's half a breath of time between one move and the next, but he pushes himself deeper, back arched over him so he can kiss him as they move together.
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Date: 2024-09-16 09:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-09-16 09:18 pm (UTC)"Ah - gods, yes."
He can feel himself getting hard on Jacob's tongue, filling his mouth as he slowly rolls his hips.
"You're gorgeous from every angle, of course, but seeing you so...dedicated to my pleasure? Beautiful."
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Date: 2024-09-16 09:28 pm (UTC)He moans, deep in his throat, hands wandering inside his thighs again.
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Date: 2024-09-17 07:01 am (UTC)The sound, the vibration against sensitive skin, the touch of Jacob's hands - it's a wonderful combination, and Astarion moans his pleasure as he opens his thighs wider. Encouraging his lover to touch and explore as he pleases. His hand curls into his hair just a little tighter, not exactly pulling, just...anchoring himself a little.
"So good, Jacob," he sighs, his name low and laden with pleasure. "Don't stop."
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Date: 2024-09-17 09:43 am (UTC)He is still far from perfect, but he takes orders so well. That one came loud and clear. He keeps doing exactly what he's been, tongue tasting along the underside of his cock, filling himself with it, fingers tightening against the muscles of his thigh. He can't help watching him move, another moan escaping at the tug on his hair.
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Date: 2024-09-17 10:10 am (UTC)Astarion moans again, louder this time, unrestrained and hungry. Impolite as it is, he can't help but press his cock just a little deeper into Jacob's mouth, claiming just a little more of him. He's so hot, so wet, and he can't help himself.
"Will you make me come, Jacob? Get me off again while you're fuck me?"
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Date: 2024-09-17 10:48 am (UTC)He can't exactly answer aloud, but reaches out and grips his hand tightly.
He will do any goddamn thing he asks.
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Date: 2024-09-17 11:34 am (UTC)That easy, immediate obedience is - wonderful. It hits him like a drug. Astarion squeezes Jacob's hand in turn, arching and gasping as he gets a little closer to the peak with every stroke of his tongue, every shift and slide of his lips.
When he comes, it's on a deep moan of his name, shameless and loud.
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Date: 2024-09-17 11:41 am (UTC)He immediately shucks the shirt into the floor and sits up to kiss him.
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Date: 2024-09-17 03:36 pm (UTC)Astarion slips off his own shirt just as easily and all but drags Jacob back onto the bed, kissing him like he's starving for it, licking the salt of his precome from his mouth. His hand slides down between the man's thighs and cups him firmly, rubbing him through his clothes.
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Date: 2024-09-17 03:44 pm (UTC)"Goddamn," he pants, moving to the side so he can slide his trousers off. Wearing only his necklaces, he returns to the kiss, unwilling to part for too long.
"I want to fuck you," he groans, pulling Astarion's trousers the rest of the way off. "I want you to feel so fucking good. I've been wanting you for days. Since the last time, you know."
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Date: 2024-09-17 03:58 pm (UTC)"Yes," he murmurs, kicking them away as they come loose, nothing short of desperate for skin against skin. "Fucking hells, I want you. Need you."
He's - missed him, even, and it hasn't even been that long since last time. He's unfamiliar with the way a lover can hold his attention, make him crave their company like this.
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Date: 2024-09-17 04:10 pm (UTC)"I lied to you," he tells him with a soft laugh as his lips press against his mouth, trailing along his jaw. "My cabin was closer than yours. I just wanted to see you. I wanted to tell you cuz I knew you'd be happy. That we could laugh about it. I wanted to hear you bitch about me being on the floor."
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Date: 2024-09-17 04:16 pm (UTC)"Wicked," Astarion laughs, dragging a hand down Jacob's back, grabbing his ass and encouraging him to rut against him. "I can scarcely believe I'm rewarding this kind of behaviour."
His other hand reaches out for the bedside cabinet, rummaging for lubricant.
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Date: 2024-09-17 04:33 pm (UTC)He feels his arm moving and he sits up, leaning over to peer into the cabinet for the now-familiar bottle, placing it in Astarion's outstretched hand.
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Date: 2024-09-17 04:56 pm (UTC)Astarion smiles and bites his lip, pressing it back into Jacob's palm.
"You do it," he orders softly. "I want to feel your fingers inside me."
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Date: 2024-09-17 05:09 pm (UTC)"You're getting fucking spoiled, you know that?" he says with very obvious fondness. It's so easy to be with him now. To have him here, telling him what he wants, showing him how he likes it. This is the easiest thing in the world.
He pushes two fingers slowly inside of him, his free hand up underneath his knee, guiding it away so he can lean close, move deeper.
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Date: 2024-09-17 05:13 pm (UTC)"You're fucking spoiling me," Astarion retorts, archly, but the twinkle in his eye is unmistakable.
He shivers at the touch of Jacob's fingers, his knees hitching up and apart to make it easier. There's a fleeting moment of discomfort, and then it ends and he gasps softly, pressing down against the intrusion.
"Jacob-"
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Date: 2024-09-17 05:16 pm (UTC)"Maybe you deserve to be fucking spoiled sometimes. Fucking brat that you are."
He slides his fingers back out and then inside again, moving with him, leaning down to press a biting kiss to the inside of his thigh.
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Date: 2024-09-17 05:37 pm (UTC)Astarion moans, gripping the sheets and rocking his hips down greedily onto Jacob's fingers. He's touching him in just the right places to get his toes curling and his cock twitching. He'd barely even gone soft.
"If I'm a brat, what does that make you, mm? A good influence?"
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Date: 2024-09-17 05:50 pm (UTC)He's aching to replace his fingers with his own cock, but he's enjoying this moment too much.
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Date: 2024-09-17 05:58 pm (UTC)"Then am I - oh - am I really being a brat, if I'm giving you what you want?"
He's really giving him a show now, writhing on the bed, fucking himself on his fingers like he can't bear to stop moving.
"Please, Jacob-"
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Date: 2024-09-17 06:05 pm (UTC)He raises his hips and guides himself slowly inside of him, moaning as his eyes travel up to the ceiling. "Goddamn, Astarion..."
He keeps one hand on his hip, drawing him close, letting them both get used to it. "Fucking hell..."
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Date: 2024-09-17 06:11 pm (UTC)"Yes," Astarion hisses, wrapping his legs around Jacob and clinging to him desperately. It feels intense in a way that he couldn't describe. His body, certainly, is still sensitive from orgasm; the fresh rush of stimulation is very nearly too much.
He does feel spoiled. And he's not holding still, not waiting to adjust, squirming on Jacob's cock no less eagerly than he did on his fingers.
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Date: 2024-09-17 06:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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