[ His hips jerk upwards, instantly thrusting into Jewel's hand as he tries to keep up his own strokes and not fall apart already. He moans against Jewel's mouth at the same time as he murmurs– ]
[Runs the flat of his tongue over a nipple, biting down on it and tugging gently. Pushing down the flush he can feel creeping up his own neck, he'll keep up with the slow tugs on Friday's dick, thumb swiping over the tip and collecting any precome that has started to bead up there]
As enticing as that sounds, do we have anything we would need for that?
[ He pushes his chest up into Jewel's mouth, trying to keep his hips from canting as well even if he wants to ride the pleasure-high and keep grinding into his hand. That will likely end things too quickly, so he gently nudges Jewel's hand away for a moment before stretching his foot to tug his bedside drawer open. ]
In there. It has a nice strawberry fragrance...if that is anything you are particularly– just please grab it for me.
[Laughs a bit, giving the same treatment to the other bud, letting his teeth catch on the nipple gently as he drags the edge of his teeth over it lightly before sitting up to root around in Friday's drawer]
I doubt that is much of a grand mystery. How often do I drink and eat strawberries...
[ He sits up a little too just so he can finish undressing himself fully, tossing his clothes aside before yanking Jewel back down and hugging his neck with his arms so he can kiss him as he bends and plants his legs on either side of Jewel's hips. ]
You do not have to go that slow. I have done it to myself enough times.
[Catches Friday's mouth in a hungry kiss, nibbling at his lips to get him to open his mouth while Jewel reaches between them to brush his fingertips over Friday's entrance]
[ His wings twitch at the teasing touch as he licks his way across Jewel's tongue and reaches between Jewel's legs to give his dick a firm stroke. ]
...Only if you touch yourself too. It will feel less awkward that way. [ Or maybe he's just making things inadvertently worse for himself. Who knows? ]
[Sneaks his tongue past Friday's lips, brushing it lightly over Friday's own even as the tip of a finger dips inside shallowly. He focuses on the kiss for a moment, the tip of his tongue running over his teeth before breaking the kiss to talk]
[ He chases Jewel's mouth with his own, trying to suck his tongue back in as his hole clenches around his finger, wanting that to push in deeper too. He groans and follows the natural curve of Jewel's cock to the tip, giving it a light squeeze before reluctantly letting him go. ]
Fair is fair. Have you ever thought of me before while doing so?
[ Gasps in pleasure as he fumbles with the bottle of lube, dribbling it onto his own fingers more messily than he cares for, but he's too distracted to complain. Instead, he draws his drenched fingers over Jewel's cock, saturating it with slow, heavy strokes. ]
A little...but you already knew I did the same to you. What were– what were we doing?
[ His head tips back as he bites back a moan at both the bite and Jewel's words, his fingers unconsciously tightening in their grip, squeezing towards the head of his cock. ]
I want that...I want us both in the backstage dressing room, balanced on the vanity table. All the loose powder scattered everywhere...bottles of concealer tipped over...your mouth on mine as all the pigment smears between our lips. I want you.
[ He pants softly against Jewel's mouth giving him a few more quick strokes before stealing the bottle of lube to wet his fingers again so he can press one inside himself along with Jewel's. ]
I have...maybe not that exact scenario but this exact scenario we are playing out at the moment. You, me, a dimly-lit room, your body against mine on the verge of falling apart.
[ His hips lurch up sharply as his other hand squeezes around Jewel's ass, tugging him closer as he tries to be patient while helping stretch himself. ]
Sometimes I picture myself at my piano playing, and you are on the ground...between my legs. Hidden but still there. Your mouth on me. [ His voice trembles as he feels himself getting close. ]
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[Kisses his way lower, the edge of his teeth dragging over one of Friday's nipples before sucking a mark against the skin of one of his pecs]
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I want to touch you. I want to hear you say my name...My real name. I want you to feel so good, you never stop saying it.
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[Slides his hands up to frame Friday's face, rocking into his hands]
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Which makes you the most aroused? Let us conduct an experiment while you are in my hand. We will start with Jewel...then move onto Sha-di...
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And....what comes after Shadi...?
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Aventurine.
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And...after that....?
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Please finish inside me, Kakavasha.
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As enticing as that sounds, do we have anything we would need for that?
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In there. It has a nice strawberry fragrance...if that is anything you are particularly– just please grab it for me.
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[Laughs a bit, giving the same treatment to the other bud, letting his teeth catch on the nipple gently as he drags the edge of his teeth over it lightly before sitting up to root around in Friday's drawer]
So that's the sort of scent you like...
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[ He sits up a little too just so he can finish undressing himself fully, tossing his clothes aside before yanking Jewel back down and hugging his neck with his arms so he can kiss him as he bends and plants his legs on either side of Jewel's hips. ]
You do not have to go that slow. I have done it to myself enough times.
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[Catches Friday's mouth in a hungry kiss, nibbling at his lips to get him to open his mouth while Jewel reaches between them to brush his fingertips over Friday's entrance]
Want to show me?
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...Only if you touch yourself too. It will feel less awkward that way. [ Or maybe he's just making things inadvertently worse for himself. Who knows? ]
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All right. Fair is fair.
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Fair is fair. Have you ever thought of me before while doing so?
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I have. Are you surprised...?
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A little...but you already knew I did the same to you. What were– what were we doing?
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Making a mess of you before a show...
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I want that...I want us both in the backstage dressing room, balanced on the vanity table. All the loose powder scattered everywhere...bottles of concealer tipped over...your mouth on mine as all the pigment smears between our lips. I want you.
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Mmm....So you've thought of it too then.
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I have...maybe not that exact scenario but this exact scenario we are playing out at the moment. You, me, a dimly-lit room, your body against mine on the verge of falling apart.
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Come now, I'm sure you can get more imaginative than that.
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Sometimes I picture myself at my piano playing, and you are on the ground...between my legs. Hidden but still there. Your mouth on me. [ His voice trembles as he feels himself getting close. ]
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Careful....you have to hold on a little longer. Don't fall over the edge yet. You wanted me inside, didn't you?
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