[ kaveh sets the sundae down to peel the feather away and give sunday a kiss. a sundae flavored sunday kiss is clearly one of the best kinds. ] It's really good. I don't normally eat very many sweets, but I'm sure if things like this were more readily available that might be a different story. [ he lightly pokes sunday's side. ] Is that a confession?
Everything in moderation. [ except drinking & sex. those things are fine in excess. and depression. we can't forget about the depression. ] It's probably a good thing that we don't have a ton of these here. [ he goes in for another spoonful. ]
It is, so we should enjoy it to the fullest...I did not get to eat many sweets when I was young. My sister and I had to preserve our voices. Her more than I.
Still, we would often sneak them in and enjoy them on our own when we could. I know we are simply in another prison now, but I have never felt freer.
[ He steals another bite of the sundae before frying the pancake batter. ]
I don't think ice cream would have really had much of an adverse effect... [ doesn't ice cream help sore throats, so it could have helped if she sang a little too hard or... whatever. then again, he's no performer, so maybe he just doesn't 'get' the rigorous routines she had to adhere to. ] I like seeing you smile. [ he leaves the sundae on the counter as he sets a hand on sunday's hip, holding him closely as he makes the pancakes. sorry, but kaveh's going to be distracting... and kiss up and down the side of sunday's face. ]
Dairy does cause a build up of phlegm, which can adversely affect the quality of singing and hitting certain– [ Voice breaks into a soft moan as he's kissed, and he turns his head partially to capture Kaveh's mouth with his own, tongue prying his lips apart so he can taste him. ]
...shows how much I know. [ he murmurs against the side of his head until sunday turns his own, their lips crashing together for a wonderfully impromptu kiss. kaveh smiles and parts his lips for him, his hand moving to his hip, so he can walk him back to the counter and pin him in place. his own tongue vies for control, pushing its way into sunday's mouth to explode as he absentmindedly grinds against him. ] ...you're sweeter than any sundae.
[ After such an emotionally charged evening/morning, it is hard to resist the taste of Kaveh's mouth at the moment and the feel of his body against his own. He had fully believed earlier that he would never get to experience this again.
He can't help but turn and pull Kaveh tighter to him, his arms looping around his neck as he lightly rubs their hips together. Another soft moan tumbles out, kissing him with unexpected urgency, wanting to keep going even if he can faintly smell the pancakes sizzling nearby. ]
[ he continues grinding himself against sunday even as the kiss breaks and he pants against his mouth, shuffling them in the direction of the stovetop so he can move the sizzling pan onto another burner. he doesn’t want to ruin his sister’s breakfast… even if he is going to delay it. ] Sunday. [ he captures his lips again, a frenetic urgency behind each and every kiss he’s giving him. ] Sunday Sunday.
It’s still early… there’s still plenty of time to make breakfast, yeah… [ he tilts his head, one of his hands giving his hip a squeeze. ] I have an idea.
[ He nods as he tries to keep his moans low so he doesn't wake up Robin. He's already playing with both literal and figurative fire he as he tugs Kaveh back even closer, grinding up against his thigh. ]
If your idea is sex in the kitchen, then consider it vetoed. I am not even sure my room is any better of an alternative with how thin the walls are.
I was going to get on my knees for you while you continued getting breakfast ready… anything that didn’t require the stove… [ so sunday didn’t accidentally burn the apartment down. ]
We could go into the bathroom, and if you turn on the shower it’ll drown out some of the noise…
Or you just keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut while I suck your dick dry in the bedroom. You can always use a pillow to muffle some of the sounds you make…
[ He pales at the thought of being blown while in the kitchen. As arousing as it would be, his sister walking in on that is enough to kill him a thousand times over. ]
Let us simply go to my room. I will try biting on a pillow, but you have to be quiet too. If not, that is the last time we will be doing anything in this apartment.
[ He nudges Kaveh back enough to take his hand and lead him to his bedroom, making sure to close and lock the door before sitting on the edge of his bed, trying not to get too nervous. ]
…mm, alright. [ he squeezes sunday’s hand as he’s lead to his room. kaveh waits until he’s taken a seat to kneel in front of him, setting his hands on his knees and spreading them so he can nestle in between. leaning forward he nuzzles into his crotch, growing hard from his musk alone. ] Sunday~ mm, how do you want to use me? [ he licks at the fabric of his pants. ] Do you just want to fuck my throat?
[ His fingers stroke through Kaveh's hair as his cock hardens even further from the nuzzling. He only pauses to grab a fresh cloth from the nightstand to gag himself later if he needs to, which he probably will if he's already trying to stifle his moans. ]
I can, but you will have to tell me if it hurts or if you need to stop to breathe. Please do not try to brute force your way through it if it is uncomfortable.
I’ll sit back if it becomes too much. Don’t worry. I just need you in my mouth Sunday. [ he licks his lips and starts unzipping his pants. ] Come on. Help me… this fabric is in the way. I want you on my tongue. [ he gives the fabric another lick, tasting him faintly and having to bite back a soft moan. ] Sunday… you’ll have to choke me on your dick to stifle me.
[ His fingers unzip his pants, feeling a little self-conscious as he removes his dick from within. He doesn't want to actually hurt Kaveh, but he doesn't want to disappoint him either.
He guides the tip into Kaveh's mouth, holding himself at the base while his other hand grips the back of Kaveh's head, guiding himself in deeper and rocking between Kaveh's lips shallowly, letting Kaveh adjust before he does anything too vigorous just yet. ]
Please stay relaxed for me. I will move more deeply when you prove to me you can handle this much.
[ kaveh opens his mouth and lets his tongue slide along the underside of sunday's dick as it's guided into his mouth, a groan rumbling out of him as it hits the back of his throat. he moves his head subtly... in time with sunday's own shallow thrusts, but he gives his thigh a squeeze to signal that he wants, no, needs more. it's okay. really. ]
[ he unzips his own pants, stuffing his hand into them to remove his own dick, so he can slowly work himself over while sunday fucks his mouth. ]
If it really does not hurt or make you uncomfortable...
[ His fingers twine harder around Kaveh's hair as he pushes himself in all the way until his balls graze Kaveh's chin. He then pulls out and slams back in, starting to fuck his mouth in earnest while his wings move over his own eyes. He thinks if he keeps watching Kaveh swallow down his dick, he won't last very long, especially when Kaveh already looks so effortlessly pretty and flushed.
More wings pop out to cover his mouth, biting down on the edge to muffle himself before he remembers the cloth he grabbed earlier. He quickly stuffs it in between his teeth to gag himself from moaning or saying Kaveh's name out loud. ]
[ he makes a noise in response, as if trying to tell sunday that, no, he’s still very much fine, following it up with a groan when he’s yanked impossibly closer. he inhales deeply and he swears that he could get off on the scent of him alone, and while he knows that they’re not supposed to make noise he certainly does try to make sunday lose it by working doubly hard. ]
[ he removes his hand from his dick, instead setting it on sunday’s leg and guiding it forward and toward his dick. use your foot, sunday. ]
[ He bites down harder on the fabric, letting it absorb every muffled moan as he jerks deeper into Kaveh's mouth if possible. His fingers dig hard into Kaveh's scalp and into his shoulder, trying to walk that thin line between being rough and not choking him completely even as his body trembles on the verge of release.
He tries to shift his foot at the same time, toeing his shoe off first so he can press the tip of it against Kaveh's bulge, trying to massage him through the fabric. ]
[ kaveh groans, but the sound is muffled by sunday’s dick. still, he’ll feel the subtle vibrations along his length as kaveh starts rutting like a dog in heat into his foot, the front of his pants growing slick with precum. it feels good to be at his mercy… to have him using him like this, and he looks forward to tasting more of him. ]
[ His movements grow erratic as he feels himself getting closer to the edge, breathing heavily through his nose as his wings cover much of his face. They only shift a little to catch a small peek of Kaveh's mouth wrapped around his dick before he finally breaks.
In an instant, he's coming hard and fast down Kaveh's throat, nails piercing into his shoulders as he doubles over, letting out another low muffled moan. He can barely remember to keep stroking him with his foot and working Kaveh towards the edge as well as his socked toes curl encouragingly around the bulge. ]
[ kaveh groans around sunday’s dick, though it’s soon muffled as his mouth is flooded by his release. he grips his thighs, holding himself in place as he drinks it all down, though a bit dribbles out the sides of his mouth as it’s way too much way too fast. ]
[ he sits back, rutting a bit uselessly at sunday’s foot as he wipes the back of his mouth with his hand, licking the remnants off it moments later. ] You taste so good, Sunday.
[ He's a little embarrassed he came that much, pulling the cloth out of his mouth so he can sink down off the bed and onto the floor with Kaveh and kiss him hard, licking the inside of his mouth clean with his own tongue. This should disgust him, but all he can feel is hunger and desire as one of his hands sinks between their bodies, hastily undoing Kaveh's pants.
His fingers crawl between the layers so he can grasp Kaveh's dick, pumping it quickly to help bring Kaveh over the edge. He breaks the kiss to nuzzle Kaveh's mouth with his own at the same time. ]
Please let go for me. I want to mix yours with mine and drink it all down while you watch.
[ kaveh sets a hand on sunday's waist, moaning into his mouth as he attacks his mouth and plunders it with his tongue. he'll feel his dick twitch as he removes it from his pants, precum already leaking aplenty from its head. ] I'm already so close... [ he breathes against his mouth, his other hand moving behind him to brace himself so it's easier for him to fuck into sunday's hand. ] Filthy. So filthy Sunday. I love it when you... when you talk so dirty. It's hot, really... really hot... [ a few more thrusts as he's cumming with a couple of hot spurts, covering sunday's hands. ]
[ His feathers cover his own face because that is the limit of his dirty talk for now. He's just glad he got a positive reaction and not a disgusted one as he milks Kaveh dry, pumping him until nothing more comes out. The mess stains his own hand and stomach, but he doesn't care as he starts sucking it clean off his fingers and swishing it around his mouth like wine before swallowing.
He pulls Kaveh into another deep kiss, tongue pressing inside, sharing what's left of the taste with him as he tries not to moan too loudly. He really hopes his sister is still deep asleep, or he's going to expire. ]
[ he kisses him fervently and groans at the taste of himself on sunday’s tongue. he knows he can’t be too loud, but it’s hard not to express himself to vehemently when everything sunday does feels so incredibly good. he sits back, giving the corner of his cum stained lips an affectionate lick, ] We should clean up… [ even though he’d much rather turn sunday around and fuck him into the bed. ] Breakfast, it’ll get cold… [ he really doesn’t care, and he can’t stop staring at sunday’s lips because he desperately wants another kiss. ]
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Everything in moderation. [ except drinking & sex. those things are fine in excess. and depression. we can't forget about the depression. ] It's probably a good thing that we don't have a ton of these here. [ he goes in for another spoonful. ]
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Still, we would often sneak them in and enjoy them on our own when we could. I know we are simply in another prison now, but I have never felt freer.
[ He steals another bite of the sundae before frying the pancake batter. ]
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He can't help but turn and pull Kaveh tighter to him, his arms looping around his neck as he lightly rubs their hips together. Another soft moan tumbles out, kissing him with unexpected urgency, wanting to keep going even if he can faintly smell the pancakes sizzling nearby. ]
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It’s still early… there’s still plenty of time to make breakfast, yeah… [ he tilts his head, one of his hands giving his hip a squeeze. ] I have an idea.
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If your idea is sex in the kitchen, then consider it vetoed. I am not even sure my room is any better of an alternative with how thin the walls are.
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We could go into the bathroom, and if you turn on the shower it’ll drown out some of the noise…
Or you just keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut while I suck your dick dry in the bedroom. You can always use a pillow to muffle some of the sounds you make…
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Let us simply go to my room. I will try biting on a pillow, but you have to be quiet too. If not, that is the last time we will be doing anything in this apartment.
[ He nudges Kaveh back enough to take his hand and lead him to his bedroom, making sure to close and lock the door before sitting on the edge of his bed, trying not to get too nervous. ]
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I can, but you will have to tell me if it hurts or if you need to stop to breathe. Please do not try to brute force your way through it if it is uncomfortable.
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He guides the tip into Kaveh's mouth, holding himself at the base while his other hand grips the back of Kaveh's head, guiding himself in deeper and rocking between Kaveh's lips shallowly, letting Kaveh adjust before he does anything too vigorous just yet. ]
Please stay relaxed for me. I will move more deeply when you prove to me you can handle this much.
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[ he unzips his own pants, stuffing his hand into them to remove his own dick, so he can slowly work himself over while sunday fucks his mouth. ]
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[ His fingers twine harder around Kaveh's hair as he pushes himself in all the way until his balls graze Kaveh's chin. He then pulls out and slams back in, starting to fuck his mouth in earnest while his wings move over his own eyes. He thinks if he keeps watching Kaveh swallow down his dick, he won't last very long, especially when Kaveh already looks so effortlessly pretty and flushed.
More wings pop out to cover his mouth, biting down on the edge to muffle himself before he remembers the cloth he grabbed earlier. He quickly stuffs it in between his teeth to gag himself from moaning or saying Kaveh's name out loud. ]
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[ he removes his hand from his dick, instead setting it on sunday’s leg and guiding it forward and toward his dick. use your foot, sunday. ]
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He tries to shift his foot at the same time, toeing his shoe off first so he can press the tip of it against Kaveh's bulge, trying to massage him through the fabric. ]
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In an instant, he's coming hard and fast down Kaveh's throat, nails piercing into his shoulders as he doubles over, letting out another low muffled moan. He can barely remember to keep stroking him with his foot and working Kaveh towards the edge as well as his socked toes curl encouragingly around the bulge. ]
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[ he sits back, rutting a bit uselessly at sunday’s foot as he wipes the back of his mouth with his hand, licking the remnants off it moments later. ] You taste so good, Sunday.
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His fingers crawl between the layers so he can grasp Kaveh's dick, pumping it quickly to help bring Kaveh over the edge. He breaks the kiss to nuzzle Kaveh's mouth with his own at the same time. ]
Please let go for me. I want to mix yours with mine and drink it all down while you watch.
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He pulls Kaveh into another deep kiss, tongue pressing inside, sharing what's left of the taste with him as he tries not to moan too loudly. He really hopes his sister is still deep asleep, or he's going to expire. ]
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