[ His eyes widen as his white feathers veil his face more tightly. ]
I did not know voyeurism was your fetish of choice...or is it just one of many?
[ He tries to focus on the goal of knocking Jewel off-balance as he reaches for the hand lotion on his bedside table, refusing to do this dry if he must do it at all. He dislikes the chafing sensation, so he gets one of hands all nice and slick before hesitantly stroking the length of his own cock all the way up to head, following the natural curve of it, his grip trembling when he catches Jewel's gaze between his feathers. ]
[ His mouth captures Jewel's lips immediately as his other hand clutches the base of Jewel's spine, dragging his body back closer until he is near enough that Friday can stroke both his own and Jewel's cocks, pressing and squeezing them gently together in his grip. The stimulation is enough to drag a loud moan out of himself, one he's quick to muffle with Jewel's mouth before anyone else hears as he tries to edge them both closer to release. ]
[ He nuzzles his forehead and nose against Jewel's as he breathes out. ]
I just wanted to touch you too for a moment and feel you. In case you have not noticed by now, I am attracted to you.
[ He releases Jewel so he can grab more lotion to wet his fingers while his other hand keeps stroking their arousals together, his movements slowing down so he doesn't go overboard too quickly again. ]
[Runs his fingertips along the dips and curves of Friday's hips and chest, nails catching gently on his nipples, thumbs brushing over them firmly to help alleviate the sting]
Attracted to me? When you look like you do? I would think I seem rather plain in comparison.
[ Hisses softly at the contact, arching up into Jewel's hands as he releases their cocks just so he sneak his own freshly-lotioned fingers between his own legs, trying to steel his resolve as he brushes them against his own puckered rim. ]
Not at all, but if you are blind to your own appeal, I will have to do better to convince you otherwise.
[ Bites back as a gasp as he cups the back of Jewel's neck, keeping him there, his focus splintered between Jewel's teeth and his own fingers pushing deeper into himself. ]
Having a type is limiting and reductive. I am drawn to whoever I am drawn to. There is no deeper rationale, try as I have to come up with any. Maybe it's your eyes, maybe it's your singing voice, maybe it's the few moments where you drop all pretense with me.
[ Presses another finger into himself, moving deeper, hips rolling to drag his cock against Jewel's stomach as he pushes his face into the crown of Jewel's hair, inhaling the scent of it. ]
Jewel...Shadi...I don't know how much longer I will last touching myself with your mouth on me.
[Kisses and nips his way down Friday's chest, taking his time, decorating his skin with reminders of Jewel's presence before pressing his tongue to the other man's length, running the flat of his tongue up against the underside in an languid swipe from base to tip]
[ He has to pull his fingers out of himself just so he can clap a hand over his mouth, trying to stay quiet for whoever he shares a wall with. It's difficult with Jewel looking devious between his legs, his own fingers twisting around his blond hair. He wants to buck up, wants to squirm, wants to cry out, but he's trying to behave. ]
[ Looking at him feels like a death sentence, his own pupils blown out with interest as he follows the sight of his own cock disappearing between Jewel's lips. ]
I will try. Please tell me if it hurts.
[ His fingers tighten around his hair as he rolls his hips up towards Jewel's lips, trying to ignore the fact that he's already leaking so much at the tip. ]
[Presses the flat of his tongue to the slit again, lapping up the bit of precum before taking him in his mouth again and relaxing his throat incase Friday decides to move. His hands smooth over the soft skin of Friday's thigh as he turns his attention to swallowing him down to the base]
[ The warmth of his mouth is too inviting for him to stop from pressing in deeper, being careful not to thrust in too hard as he chases the pleasure-high from both watching Jewel and feeling the pressure of his lips and tongue all around him. His head presses back into the pillow, wings fanned out as he drags blunt nails over Jewel's scalp. ]
Jewel, I'm close...just...more please. I need more.
[Hums against his cock to show he's listening, swallowing around him a couple times as he lubes up a finger and runs it lightly over Friday's taint before gently teasing it against his entrace]
[ He grows a little bolder, gently fucking the inside of Jewel's mouth while taking great care not to choke him, fingers clawing their way through his hair and down his neck as he keeps his legs bent at the knees and spread apart for Jewel's finger. He can't bring himself to blink, can't stop watching him, utterly arrested in the sight of Jewel taking him in with ease. ]
Keep going...as deep as you can. Doesn't hurt. Just want more.
[Friday's direction gets Jewel to glance up from his spot between the other man's legs. Another little hum, letting the vibrations roll over him gently before pressing that finger in. Despite Friday's words, he's still quite cautious when he does so, but that finger disappears inside him up to the knuckle waiting for a moment before starting to work it in and out, building a rhythm]
[ The dual stimulation is rapidly eroding what is left of his self-control, if there is any left, as he struggles to keep rocking into Jewel's mouth while riding the building wave of pleasure until it finally crests too high. His grip turns to frantic tugging so Jewel doesn't choke as he panics. ]
Jewel, your– mouth– going to–!
[ The words barely leave his mouth in time before he's coming, back arched, eyes screwed shut, lips open in a soft, guttural cry. ]
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[Takes one of Friday’s hands, guiding it down and curling it around his own cock by way of explanation]
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I did not know voyeurism was your fetish of choice...or is it just one of many?
[ He tries to focus on the goal of knocking Jewel off-balance as he reaches for the hand lotion on his bedside table, refusing to do this dry if he must do it at all. He dislikes the chafing sensation, so he gets one of hands all nice and slick before hesitantly stroking the length of his own cock all the way up to head, following the natural curve of it, his grip trembling when he catches Jewel's gaze between his feathers. ]
Do you need more than this?
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Hmmmm....? Do you dislike it? Being watched?
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I just wanted to touch you too for a moment and feel you. In case you have not noticed by now, I am attracted to you.
[ He releases Jewel so he can grab more lotion to wet his fingers while his other hand keeps stroking their arousals together, his movements slowing down so he doesn't go overboard too quickly again. ]
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Attracted to me? When you look like you do? I would think I seem rather plain in comparison.
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Not at all, but if you are blind to your own appeal, I will have to do better to convince you otherwise.
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I know I have appeal...appeal to you is just surprising. I would not have pegged me for your type, that's all.
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Having a type is limiting and reductive. I am drawn to whoever I am drawn to. There is no deeper rationale, try as I have to come up with any. Maybe it's your eyes, maybe it's your singing voice, maybe it's the few moments where you drop all pretense with me.
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I like that answer.
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Jewel...Shadi...I don't know how much longer I will last touching myself with your mouth on me.
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[Kisses and nips his way down Friday's chest, taking his time, decorating his skin with reminders of Jewel's presence before pressing his tongue to the other man's length, running the flat of his tongue up against the underside in an languid swipe from base to tip]
Don't hold back on my account.
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[ He has to pull his fingers out of himself just so he can clap a hand over his mouth, trying to stay quiet for whoever he shares a wall with. It's difficult with Jewel looking devious between his legs, his own fingers twisting around his blond hair. He wants to buck up, wants to squirm, wants to cry out, but he's trying to behave. ]
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[Smiles against Friday's cock before taking the tip in his mouth, sucking on it briefly before pulling back to press a kiss to his slit]
It's fine if you want to move or pull my hair a little, I promise you won't hurt me.
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I will try. Please tell me if it hurts.
[ His fingers tighten around his hair as he rolls his hips up towards Jewel's lips, trying to ignore the fact that he's already leaking so much at the tip. ]
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Jewel, I'm close...just...more please. I need more.
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Keep going...as deep as you can. Doesn't hurt. Just want more.
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Jewel, your– mouth– going to–!
[ The words barely leave his mouth in time before he's coming, back arched, eyes screwed shut, lips open in a soft, guttural cry. ]