[ He shifts onto Kaveh's lap before freezing a bit. ]
I would prefer not to put anything larger than a finger in there yet until you learn more control. If we can leave that idea for the future, I may oblige you assuming you wish to try this again with me.
[ He can survive losing a finger...not so much anything else, though he doesn't have much time to visualize the horror as his wings are caressed. His eyes shut, body tense, dick already leaking into his underwear, as pleasure shoots down his spine before his hips involuntary rock forwards, ass dragging across Kaveh's groin to stimulate him with friction. His hand cups the back of Kaveh's head to urge him forwards at the same time as two other pairs of small wings sprout to cover his own face and eyes. ]
More...you can do more. Just don't pull or tear them.
Don’t think I have much self-control… then let me prove you wrong. [ he leans in to glide his tongue over the wing, taking a mouthful of feathers and working them with his tongue. he hums to send small vibrations along to sunday as his hand takes care of the opposite wing. the sound deepens, morphing into a groan as their clothes dicks grate each other through thin fabric. ] Let me hear you moan. [ he whispers against his cheek, his second mouth opening so its tongue can drag over the precum stained from of his pants. ] I want to taste you, Sunday. If you turn around… I’ll prep you. [ he’s already considering working him open using his second mouth’s tongue, so he can nibble his ass and up his backside. ]
[ It's Sunday who doesn't have much self-control left, whatever is left snapping under the onslaught as he's racked with spasms, unable to help himself from moaning loudly while he grinds roughly over Kaveh's arousal. The wet, hot tongue around his still covered dick only makes it even harder to stop himself as he comes with a gasp, the pleasure so intense he's dragging nails down Kaveh's chest as more wings sprout out of himself.
He hunches over panting afterwards, looking flushed and embarrassed. ]
I...I'm sorry...tried to hold back, but you were so– [ hot. ]
It’s fine. I think it’s hot that you couldn’t control yourself… you must be enjoying this… [ he sits back and peels away sunday’s covered arousal, his second mouth opening as its tongue collects the seed he spilled onto himself. ] It’s… strange… I can taste you. [ he drags a finger through a particularly large glob of cum and brings it to his own mouth. ] But it’s a more potent flavor like this… [ he leans over him to pepper kisses onto his wings & face, his second mouth licking up the length of his dick. ] Let me suck you off. I promise I’ll take care… this is hot, you’re hot, it’s going to my own dick…
[ The spasms continue as he's licked clean, and he can't bite back his moan fast enough before he scoots back once oversensitivity starts to set in, only for his eyes to blow open wide at the sight of Kaveh licking some clean. It should be repulsive, but he can feel his dick tingling at the sight and reawakening fast, which isn't helped by having his wings kissed once more. ]
Shouldn't I– shouldn't I do something for you first? If you keep doing that, I will just keep finishing instead, and I do not myself know much what a Halovian's limitations are in that area, if there are any.
[ He rubs the heel of his hand over Kaveh's bulge, following it higher before popping open to the button of his pants. ]
…in time. I’m not finished with you yet. [ he joins their lips together for a soft kiss, his hips jumping as his cloth laden dick is rubbed. ] I… I want to fuck you. Or… or is that too much?
[ He's not sure if he'll ever get the chance again, and after spending so many years denying himself from even his own touch, he wants to know and experience everything he's missed out on. Wants to feel normal and free with someone who is beautiful and sweet. ]
Let me make it easier for you first.
[ He suddenly moves off the bed so he can start undressing and folds his clothes into a neat pile before looking around his room. ]
I read that we would need some lubricating fluids to make it easier.
[ kaveh lounges back on the bed and watches as sunday undresses, a smile spreading across his face as he looks around the room, presumably for lube. ] I might be able to take care of that, but you'll have to trust me. [ he removes his own clothing... but merely tosses it over the side of the bed. ] Come here, and move on top of me. And just trust the process.
Please do not tell me you are going to try with saliva. That would dry up before we got very far.
[ And he's not a fan of being unable to sit for days until it heals.
He does tentatively move closer, trying to ignore the urge to pick up Kaveh's clothes and fold them for him. Please focus. And relax. Which is easier said than done as he straddles Kaveh's lap and tugs Kaveh's lips to his own, fingers removing the clips around Kaveh's hair so he could thread his hands deeper through the strands. ]
Not saliva… something a bit more, mm, unconventional. [ he takes sunday’s hips in hand and tugs him closer, helping him to sit comfortably in his lap as they share a kiss and he starts removing his hair clips. he summons a hardy dendro tentacle that rises up from behind sunday. it has a bulbous pink end that starts to split open into a beautiful flower, one dripping with slick. ] I can use this [ he makes a subtle motion with his chin for sunday to turn around, ] to make sure you’re adequately wet. It’s not too big and I promise it’ll make you feel good too.
[ His eyes widen, hoping that the slick is sanitary enough. He catches a bit on his fingers and lifts it to his nose to sniff, appreciating the floral fragrance but still feeling uncertain about this. ]
You want me to turn around and...what will happen next?
[ He does slowly face the plant while hovering over Kaveh's lap, his sharp gaze following its movements skeptically. ]
No, you don’t need to turn around. [ he’s going to stop him from doing so, so he can try to kiss his concerns away. ] I’m going to have it prep you, …smearing its slick over your entrance and making it a little easier for me to stretch and fuck you. [ the tentacle drags itself over his ass, leaving a trail of sweet smelling ooze in its wake. ]
[ Trying not to tense up as a plant fondles him is very difficult but not impossible considering his own powers. He's just more used to his own thorns coming from himself and not smelling quite so floral, but he trusts that Kaveh has control and won't hurt him. ]
Slowly...please.
[ He continues to balance on his knees over Kaveh as brushes his hands down Kaveh's back, mouth lowering to meet his lips with his own to distract himself. ]
Slowly. I know. I’m going to take care of you, Sunday. [ the bulbous tip worms between his cheeks and begins rubbing against his hole to leave copious amounts of its slick there. once again its petals part and its thick and irregular stigma eases into him. ] Doing so good, Sunday. Really good. [ their teeth clack together as kaveh presses for more - his own mind clouding as the flower works to fuck sunday open. ] You’re going to feel hot, really hot, that means it’s working… [ he nips at his neck as his hand drops to their dicks. ] Come, help me, we can jerk off together… [ another kiss, and then another and another, and the tip of the plant leaks into him to soak his insides. ]
[ His fingers press into Kaveh's back muscles, digging in as he tries to adjust to the unusual sensation of the flower moving through him, stretching him out and squirting so much slickness it runs down his legs. One of his hands tries to help Kaveh's, fingers trembling in his efforts to stroke both their dicks together as he shudders violently when the plant brushes in too deep, teeth piercing Kaveh's lip hard enough to make him bleed.
He breaks the kiss a second later. ]
I apologize...It's too much...I can't. [ He tries to squirm from the plant. ] Want you inside instead. Can't take any more.
...shhh, shhh. [ he coos as blood dribbles down his chin to drip onto his chest. ] Let me pull it out. I must have hit your prostate. [ his lips quirk, ] But it felt good, right, ...really good... [ he withdraws the plant, its petals dripping with the honey like ooze. ] Just relax, alright, and move your hands to my shoulders. [ he takes his hips in hand and lifts him, positioning him over his dick. ] Eyes on me. [ he gives him a kiss as he starts lowering him down, the head of his dick pressing into his overly slicked hole. ] Sunday. You're so beautiful. [ it takes all his restraint not to thrust up into him, but he manages, barely, and instead continues to ease sunday onto him until he's fully seated on his dick. ]
[ His hands obediently shift to Kaveh's shoulders as he repositions himself over his dick, trying hard not to clam up with tension as he starts to lower himself with Kaveh's help. ]
You speak of yourself...you are the beautiful one. [ Beautiful, kind, earnest, sweet, and...big. Not that Sunday has anyone else to compare him to aside from himself, but the way his own hole stretches around Kaveh and the feeling of his dick slowly filling him is about as close to heaven as one can get, especially when he finally bottoms out inside of Sunday. ]
Please do not move yet. I want to just feel you for a moment.
…how about we agree that we’re both beautiful, hm, and sure thing. I… I want your body to adjust anyway. [ but not only that he’s enjoying sunday’s tight heat. ] How does it feel, …good, I hope. [ he nuzzles into the side of his head. ] You feel nice, Sunday. I know you’re going to be milking my dick when I finally start to move.
[ He claps a hand over Kaveh's mouth, his own face burning. ]
If you are able to keep saying so many lewd things while inside me, then I am clearly doing something wrong.
[ He clenches hard around Kaveh's dick, adjusting to the feel and thickness of it before starting to move slowly, rocking forwards as he tries to find a good angle to stimulate his prostrate. The hand on Kaveh's lips drifts lower to cup the back of his neck as he presses their foreheads together, breathing out open-mouthed while Sunday gradually increases his pace. ]
It does feel good...better than good. I could make it feel even more amazing for you if you will let me. Relax, and let me take you to paradise.
kaveh chuckles from behind his hand... giving it a lick in the hopes that he removes it. ] How do you figure? I'm just proclaiming all my feelings for your tight, hot insides... all of which are good. [ he purrs, giving a smile as sunday presses their foreheads together. ] It already feels good, Sunday. Great, even. What more could I want?
[ He does remove the hand but almost instantly regrets it as his whole body burns from within at Kaveh's words. Why is he so shameless? Why is it so arousing? He can't stop himself from fucking himself harder on Kaveh's dick as he listens to him, desperately chasing his own cresting desire. ]
You could want more of this...more of me...on you. Like this. [ He clenches harder around him, like he could somehow squeeze his release out this way. ] Please finish inside. I want it. I want you.
I do. I want more. [ he matches sunday’s frenetic pace as they chase their climaxes together. he kisses him, but he barely hits the mark, making it sloppy… which is somehow even hotter. Kaveh groans against his mouth, breathes coming out in short bursts as he teeters in the edge - chanting sunday’s name over and over. ] I’m close, so close, Sunday… I’m going to give you my everything. [ he bites his lip to stifle another moan as he thrusts into him, hard, spurting his milky seed all over his insides. ]
[ He comes at almost the same time, feeling too swept up in his and Kaveh's mutual orgasms to care about the mess splashing against his insides or anything else but the feeling of Kaveh's body heat swelling around him everywhere and his dick stroking sensitive nerve endings until they feel raw and overstimulated.
His own dick spasms as he empties himself out against Kaveh's stomach and sags on him, hugging him tightly and weakly kissing his shoulder. His vision is a bit wet and blurry, but he doesn't care about that either, desperate for the closeness more than anything else. ]
Thank you...thank you, Kaveh. Can we–...can we please stay like this a bit longer?
[ kaveh slides a hand up his back as he sags into him, his own mess dribbling out of sunday as sunday's mess pools in his lap. he chuckles fondly as he strokes along his spine, giving his cheek an affectionate nuzzle. ] Mm, sure, that's fine. I want to enjoy this feeling while it lingers anyway. How are you doing? Feeling good, my little songbird?
[ He helps maneuver them both to lie on their sides while trying to stay connected as he buries his face in Kaveh's neck. His voice is a little muffled when he replies– ]
My sister is the songbird. Her voice is really enchanting. I will introduce her to you one day. I think she would like you a lot, and you her.
[ He strokes his fingers down Kaveh's spine as his eyes shut. ]
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I would prefer not to put anything larger than a finger in there yet until you learn more control. If we can leave that idea for the future, I may oblige you assuming you wish to try this again with me.
[ He can survive losing a finger...not so much anything else, though he doesn't have much time to visualize the horror as his wings are caressed. His eyes shut, body tense, dick already leaking into his underwear, as pleasure shoots down his spine before his hips involuntary rock forwards, ass dragging across Kaveh's groin to stimulate him with friction. His hand cups the back of Kaveh's head to urge him forwards at the same time as two other pairs of small wings sprout to cover his own face and eyes. ]
More...you can do more. Just don't pull or tear them.
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He hunches over panting afterwards, looking flushed and embarrassed. ]
I...I'm sorry...tried to hold back, but you were so– [ hot. ]
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Shouldn't I– shouldn't I do something for you first? If you keep doing that, I will just keep finishing instead, and I do not myself know much what a Halovian's limitations are in that area, if there are any.
[ He rubs the heel of his hand over Kaveh's bulge, following it higher before popping open to the button of his pants. ]
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[ He's not sure if he'll ever get the chance again, and after spending so many years denying himself from even his own touch, he wants to know and experience everything he's missed out on. Wants to feel normal and free with someone who is beautiful and sweet. ]
Let me make it easier for you first.
[ He suddenly moves off the bed so he can start undressing and folds his clothes into a neat pile before looking around his room. ]
I read that we would need some lubricating fluids to make it easier.
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[ And he's not a fan of being unable to sit for days until it heals.
He does tentatively move closer, trying to ignore the urge to pick up Kaveh's clothes and fold them for him. Please focus. And relax. Which is easier said than done as he straddles Kaveh's lap and tugs Kaveh's lips to his own, fingers removing the clips around Kaveh's hair so he could thread his hands deeper through the strands. ]
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You want me to turn around and...what will happen next?
[ He does slowly face the plant while hovering over Kaveh's lap, his sharp gaze following its movements skeptically. ]
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Slowly...please.
[ He continues to balance on his knees over Kaveh as brushes his hands down Kaveh's back, mouth lowering to meet his lips with his own to distract himself. ]
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He breaks the kiss a second later. ]
I apologize...It's too much...I can't. [ He tries to squirm from the plant. ] Want you inside instead. Can't take any more.
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You speak of yourself...you are the beautiful one. [ Beautiful, kind, earnest, sweet, and...big. Not that Sunday has anyone else to compare him to aside from himself, but the way his own hole stretches around Kaveh and the feeling of his dick slowly filling him is about as close to heaven as one can get, especially when he finally bottoms out inside of Sunday. ]
Please do not move yet. I want to just feel you for a moment.
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If you are able to keep saying so many lewd things while inside me, then I am clearly doing something wrong.
[ He clenches hard around Kaveh's dick, adjusting to the feel and thickness of it before starting to move slowly, rocking forwards as he tries to find a good angle to stimulate his prostrate. The hand on Kaveh's lips drifts lower to cup the back of his neck as he presses their foreheads together, breathing out open-mouthed while Sunday gradually increases his pace. ]
It does feel good...better than good. I could make it feel even more amazing for you if you will let me. Relax, and let me take you to paradise.
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You could want more of this...more of me...on you. Like this. [ He clenches harder around him, like he could somehow squeeze his release out this way. ] Please finish inside. I want it. I want you.
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His own dick spasms as he empties himself out against Kaveh's stomach and sags on him, hugging him tightly and weakly kissing his shoulder. His vision is a bit wet and blurry, but he doesn't care about that either, desperate for the closeness more than anything else. ]
Thank you...thank you, Kaveh. Can we–...can we please stay like this a bit longer?
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My sister is the songbird. Her voice is really enchanting. I will introduce her to you one day. I think she would like you a lot, and you her.
[ He strokes his fingers down Kaveh's spine as his eyes shut. ]
Do you want me to leave before the morning?
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