[ He kisses him back, warm and loving and trying to convey all he feels for him through just this one kiss, just as much as he's trying to through his aether and soul. ]
And here I was thinking of being sweet and gentle to suit the mood.
[ but if Emet wants to beg and scream for him, well. How can he possibly say no, when the idea sounds incredibly appealing? He'll kiss his neck again, biting him and starting to drink his blood right as he lets his aether pierce his soul again, roughly, this time, scratching at his core while his hands move beneath his clothes oncemore - touching and exploring, letting himself enjoy the shape of his body ]
[A cry passes his lips as the assault hits him, writhing under him. But this is exactly what he wants. To be overwhelmed. To drown in all that is Five Hargreeves.]
Yes. Yes. Please.
[Knowing how well that worked last time, he'll try his luck again as he scratches his fingers across his back to hold him close. He opens his soul to him iviting and tentative at the same time. He knows how rubbed raw some of his insecurities are and it takes more than a little effort to expose them.]
[ Ah, fuck. he does love that, letting out a pleased noise against his skin as he decides to just take his clothes away right then and there, using dream manipulation to just easily cut and and rip them off of Emet. He moves to kiss him again, too, eager and wanting to taste him more as he settles between his legs, hand tracing down his thigh before he nudges to just let it rest on his shoulders. His other hand never leaves him for a moment either, going to his chest - pinching and pulling at his nipple, trying to tease him like that while he keeps scratching against his soul ]
[That is exceedingly overwhelming as proven by the dark blush expanding to his ears and chest. A huff of a laugh and a cheeky grin finds its way into the kiss as his garments are cut from him. It is incredibly sexy, and he should have asked for it sooner. But that cheeky grin turns into a gasp as he is forced to break the kiss, panting, at the onslaught of fingers and aether and their bodies flush against each other.]
Five!
[His fingers hold onto him tightly. His guardian. His lover. His friend. Usually even in these intimate moments, he tries to hide something back. A worry or a fear tucked away and buried. But not this time. He opens his soul to him with all the blemishes and sharp edges.
There is no fear of rejection. Only anticipation of being consumed and protected by this man he loves so very, very much.]
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Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
Would you like to stay inside me for a while?
[ A pause as he realizes how he worded it ]
Well, I meant your soul but I'm not opposed to other ways. Though I was thinking I could just ravage my beautiful fiancé when we both wake up in the morning. Before breakfast.
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
[Gripping his shirt by the labels and falling back pulling him with him.]
I would enjoy my ravaging now, warm and deep and engulfed in your hue.
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
Right here in my house's garden? How scandalous.
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
[He meets his gaze and even though his eyes are still a little red a smile does reach them.]
Make me scream and beg.
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
[ but if Emet wants to beg and scream for him, well. How can he possibly say no, when the idea sounds incredibly appealing? He'll kiss his neck again, biting him and starting to drink his blood right as he lets his aether pierce his soul again, roughly, this time, scratching at his core while his hands move beneath his clothes oncemore - touching and exploring, letting himself enjoy the shape of his body ]
Lose yourself in me.
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
Yes. Yes. Please.
[Knowing how well that worked last time, he'll try his luck again as he scratches his fingers across his back to hold him close. He opens his soul to him iviting and tentative at the same time. He knows how rubbed raw some of his insecurities are and it takes more than a little effort to expose them.]
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
Re: Day 433 - ENDWALKER SPOILERS
[His fingers hold onto him tightly. His guardian. His lover. His friend. Usually even in these intimate moments, he tries to hide something back. A worry or a fear tucked away and buried. But not this time. He opens his soul to him with all the blemishes and sharp edges.
There is no fear of rejection. Only anticipation of being consumed and protected by this man he loves so very, very much.]