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Re: Smuggler\'s Run
« Reply #75 on: October 20, 2008, 11:06:42 PM »
Kaid could not believe that he was allowing the other to get the the better of him, making him lose his tongue earlier on, and now his focus on the half-drow was... well, not waning really, more like distracted by the devastating sensations invoked by Aedus. Despite the pleasure that was filling his senses by the minute (paying attention to one\'s cock generally has that effect), he was mildly puzzled by the thrill he felt that kicked in a notch higher at the man\'s directive – it wasn\'t everyday that someone took it upon himself to order him in bed. Having always been dominant in every way imaginable most especially when it comes to sex, the way it was now, it seemed that somehow or rather Aedus was the one in control in spite of clearly being the bottom. And damnit, it was sexy as hell.

Already more than five hundred years old, and he had just discovered a new kink. Probably.

Even so, he still managed to scowl down at the other at his words, the hand that gripped the male\'s shoulder tightened into a vise and he used his other hand to neatly pinch one nipple that had beckoned his ire by its owner\'s command. “Goddamn impatient brat,” was the low growl, intending to hide how much he actually liked the way Aedus seemed to take over without him even realising it. With grace that was unnatural for such a big man but not at all unusual for being an assassin, Kaid had slid off the other and was upon his feet, staring down at the other still with that scowl stamped on his face like a brand.

Gods... but the loss Aedus suddenly made him feel utterly naked, and not in a good way.

“Don\'t you dare move,” he momentarily huffed, tearing his gaze away from the too lovely sight, his eye darting every which way to spot where he had chucked his vest – ahh, yes. There it was. It was quick, the way he scooped it up and rummaged through the side pocket where he always kept his \'best friend\' handy: a phial of his self-made lubricant (a best-seller among the circles he moved in too!). Was it surprising that he always had it ready with him at all times?

It might have been for Aedus, if he had heard and believed all those talks about the half-djinn being a beast. Oh, he was a beast alright, but not a cruel beast. Especially not to ones he was going to sleep with for the first time. As he was unsure with what the half-drow can or cannot handle, it was always a better move to be prepared, to prepare him. After all, Kaid was well-endowed. Very well-endowed. Using just saliva was not going to cut it, unless he wanted to tear his bedmates a new hole. Therefore putting in extra effort into the preparatory work was mandatory because if there was one thing he was sure of not being into, hemoglobin fetish was one of them.

Kaid approached the bed once more after having lathered himself up slick pretty good, his eye zooming in at the puckered ring that seemed to wink at him in invitation. Unable to help himself, he gave the dark male upon the bed a similar wink (how one could tell whether he was truly winking or merely blinking was anyone\'s guess) before he propped one knee onto the edge of the bed and leaned down to give that bewitching hole a good lick. As if he would stop there because the next thing he did was to thrust his tongue in.

With a sudden growl, he pulled his head back and proceeded to engulf the thick length in front of him with his mouth, the exquisite sounds of him sucking and making soft breathy moans around the other\'s member filling the otherwise quiet room. At the same time, he slowly inserted one greased finger into Aedus - damnit, he is fucking tight! - his gaze rising to his face so as to observe his reaction. A few moments later and another finger was added in, scissoring within the constricting inner walls to loosen it. Loose enough and he would slide in another finger carefully, his eye never leaving Aedus\' face. If at any time he showed more than just minor discomfort/pain, Kaid would still his ministrations to allow the man to adjust. Through it all, he never stopped sucking on the other with a slow and steady bob of his head.