[ Thoma's heating up in all sorts of ways right now at the words, at the visual that his mind helpfully supplies to him, combining the recent real-life experience he'd just witnessed with a very active imagination of what fingers would replace in that situation. ]
[ When- ]
[ How- ]
[ Why- Thoma you know why you experienced why. ]
[ He gives a strangled noise in return, the thoughts racing through his mind so evident on his face that even he's aware of it. To hide, he lets his face drop against Ayato's neck with a muffled helpless sound to pair. ]
The... results of your practice were very appreciated... But you shouldn't tease someone already having a hard time keeping control.
{ he watches as thoma seems to put pieces together a little too well, though definitely as intended. the laugh he gives as thoma leans to hide his face is a low chuckle, his hand finally moving from the tags around his neck to instead shift to the back of his neck to rub the skin there. soft, gentle, encouraging. }
And I thought I'd said to not restrain yourself, Thoma? { with the way thoma has his head in his neck, all it takes is a small tilt of his head to kiss his ear, to nuzzle his nose into his hair. } Is there something you want?
[ Every minute with Ayato is Thoma being tested in the best and worst of ways, honestly. His lord's soft, small affections have just as much of an effect on Thoma as anything else, so his words fall heated against Ayato's neck where he keeps himself buried. ]
Your bare body is on top of mine, what else could I want right now...
{ he tuts lightly, a soft noise in the roof of his mouth as his hand shifts to finally tug the tie in thoma's hair loose, letting the strands fall free so he can properly thread his fingers through. }
No, I'm asking... if there anything in particular you want? { then a murmur: } How do you want me?
since thoma's face is still buried against his neck he'll just and use his hair to gently tug, insistent to have him look at him. }
You'd only be picking one for right now. { he smiles soothingly. } We'll have plenty of time to work through the rest. Though I'm now very curious to see what ways you have thought of.
{ his thirst levels were already clear from the time with the wish bone(r), why he's still trying to reel anything in he'll never know.
but the request has him smiling with fondness, it's much sweeter than what he'd expected. enough that he stretches up so thoma won't have to bend his head down, to kiss him first in response to that request.
there's a soft for now murmured against his lips, before ayato applies pressure and sinks into him. the hand still in thoma's hair shifts, moving to rub the back of his neck instead. }
[ Please he's still so embarrassed by everything that happened that afternoon, he will never live down the day he chaffed his lord's thighs. At least not until he does it again. ]
[ The noise he makes this time is a soft, pleased sigh as he quite willingly accepts Ayato into his arms once more. The kiss is met eagerly, hands on the move once more to memorize the curves and shape of Ayato's body against his. To find where his lord is sensitive and pamper them with the attention he so deserves. ]
{ he survived, everything was alright and it isn't the worst situation to be in. well, maybe on his birthday of all days but generally speaking--no.
but it isn't what matters right now, as he lets everything else melt away until there is nothing but them. he'd been determined to put everything into the kiss itself, but thoma's hands wandering across his skin have him making small noises at certain points, especially now he's so relaxed and can enjoy the touches to their fullest. there are times when his breath hitches, a slight tremble following for any places that are particularly pleasant--down the centre of his spine, over his neck being a couple of places that elicit those noises. }
[ He'll memorize them all, each place where there's that slight change in Ayato's reaction is committed to heart. He doesn't take advantage of them though, as lovely as he imagines Ayato could be squirming in his lap is. He wants to savor them, savor him, and when their kiss breaks it's only so he can turn his attention to Ayato's neck and kiss him there with that same softness all his actions have right now. ]
[ All the obvious care and emotion he has for him. ]
{ compared to before, the softness is somehow more overwhelming to process. something that he tries to keep to himself, even if every touch brings shivers to his skin, causes goosebumps and makes him sigh softly.
when the kiss breaks his eyes open, before they're forced to snap shut when thoma's mouth moves to his neck. even if he tilts his head to give him space, he's flushed at each press of lips on skin, not sure what to do with himself. }
...Thoma? { his voice is small when he does speak, a small murmur against his ear, breathless as he is already. } What are you doing?
{ it is obvious, maybe he should have said why rather than what, maybe then he wouldn't have this need to bury his face somewhere as he feels heat rise to it.
he doesn't know what to do with himself. }
That, I can tell, I meant-- { but he trails off, and while thoma hadn't intended to make him squirm, he squirms at all the attention he's getting. it's too soft. too gentle. his face feels like it's on fire. } Why?
[ Perish as Thoma has been throughout most of this. ]
[ His gaze shifts to look at Ayato, for a brief moment worried about why the man is sounding so hesitant. But when he sees that flushed look on his face the worry slips away, traded for fond amusement. ]
[ Maybe he'd learn to like it a bit if he let Thoma do it to him! ]
[ But Thoma is just as happy to be kissing Ayato as he is to be teasing him and the soft moan as he meets that kiss is evidence of that. His hands have been emboldened by Ayato's momentary shyness as well, finding their way over his hips to grip at his rear, pressing his fingers into the skin there. ]
{ loss of control... is something he's still learning. maybe one day he'll get there.
he makes a just as soft, just as pleased, noise as thoma does as the kiss continues--or it would, if he doesn't gasp against thoma's mouth as thoma's hands wander. the gasp surprises him enough that he hasn't even pulled his mouth away, even when his body reacts automatically by pushing back into his hands encouragingly. }
[ Thoma believes in Ayato, as he does in all aspects of his life. Except self-care. ]
[ There is zero hesitation in the way Thoma squeezes his hands over him, which is probably Ayato's best indicator in how swept away Thoma is right now. He's all too encouraged by the sound that slips from Ayato's lips and the shift back against his hands, answering that soft gasp with a low and pleased hum. ]
{ it's a soft murmur as he gets used to it, his hand moving from being tucked between them both to press up onto the bed so he can lift himself slightly. it makes him shift back over thoma, but now he isn't leaning on that he has the chance to let his own hands roam again. each touch is much more gentle than before, less frantic as he feels the dips of his collarbones, thumb gliding gently over the front of his throat then back down again. his palms flatten over his shoulders, curl and knead encouragingly. }
[ Don't tell Ayato his ass feels good, that's a level of bold commentary you can't handle Thoma, you'll die. ]
[ Ayato's hands on him already feel like they're going to be the death of him, those soft touches working so perfectly in encouraging him to slide one hand further. The tips of his fingers brush over Ayato's entrance, in small circles meant to get him used to the feeling. ]
{ he's a little surprised that thoma moves that far, but the smile he gives as he gazes down at him is gentle, but confident. he may not be used to being pampered with kisses, to feel like he was melting under the other's mouth, but he practiced this but two nights ago.
if anything, he shifts back against his fingers just as gently but encouraging as well. }
I will, but rest assured it's fine at the moment. { his tongue slides over his lips briefly, wetting them as his mouth suddenly feels very dry. } Please, continue.
{ and he'll continue with his own touches as well. made bolder by the progression his hands move from thoma's shoulders and down until both sets of his fingers find a nipple each and gently circle them. }
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Granted, my fingers were hardly much of a comparison...
{ is he doing this on purpose? yes, of course he is.
especially when his voice lowers, becoming much more of a whisper. }
...but it meant I was able to learn how to not choke as much and take you as far as you wanted.
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[ When- ]
[ How- ]
[ Why- Thoma you know why you experienced why. ]
[ He gives a strangled noise in return, the thoughts racing through his mind so evident on his face that even he's aware of it. To hide, he lets his face drop against Ayato's neck with a muffled helpless sound to pair. ]
The... results of your practice were very appreciated... But you shouldn't tease someone already having a hard time keeping control.
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And I thought I'd said to not restrain yourself, Thoma? { with the way thoma has his head in his neck, all it takes is a small tilt of his head to kiss his ear, to nuzzle his nose into his hair. } Is there something you want?
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Your bare body is on top of mine, what else could I want right now...
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No, I'm asking... if there anything in particular you want? { then a murmur: } How do you want me?
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I- wait, that's a very difficult decision to make- I mean, in regards to picking simply one-
[ Wait that's too much Thoma reel it back in?? ]
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since thoma's face is still buried against his neck he'll just and use his hair to gently tug, insistent to have him look at him. }
You'd only be picking one for right now. { he smiles soothingly. } We'll have plenty of time to work through the rest. Though I'm now very curious to see what ways you have thought of.
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[ He leans his head back with the tug, not minding the pressure in the least even with his shyness at facing Ayato right now... ]
I... may I kiss you, like this? For now?
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but the request has him smiling with fondness, it's much sweeter than what he'd expected. enough that he stretches up so thoma won't have to bend his head down, to kiss him first in response to that request.
there's a soft for now murmured against his lips, before ayato applies pressure and sinks into him. the hand still in thoma's hair shifts, moving to rub the back of his neck instead. }
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At least not until he does it again.][ The noise he makes this time is a soft, pleased sigh as he quite willingly accepts Ayato into his arms once more. The kiss is met eagerly, hands on the move once more to memorize the curves and shape of Ayato's body against his. To find where his lord is sensitive and pamper them with the attention he so deserves. ]
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but it isn't what matters right now, as he lets everything else melt away until there is nothing but them. he'd been determined to put everything into the kiss itself, but thoma's hands wandering across his skin have him making small noises at certain points, especially now he's so relaxed and can enjoy the touches to their fullest. there are times when his breath hitches, a slight tremble following for any places that are particularly pleasant--down the centre of his spine, over his neck being a couple of places that elicit those noises. }
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[ He'll memorize them all, each place where there's that slight change in Ayato's reaction is committed to heart. He doesn't take advantage of them though, as lovely as he imagines Ayato could be squirming in his lap is. He wants to savor them, savor him, and when their kiss breaks it's only so he can turn his attention to Ayato's neck and kiss him there with that same softness all his actions have right now. ]
[ All the obvious care and emotion he has for him. ]
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when the kiss breaks his eyes open, before they're forced to snap shut when thoma's mouth moves to his neck. even if he tilts his head to give him space, he's flushed at each press of lips on skin, not sure what to do with himself. }
...Thoma? { his voice is small when he does speak, a small murmur against his ear, breathless as he is already. } What are you doing?
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[ Is it not obvious, Ayato? Does he need to give MORE warm and affectionate kisses over his shoulder, because he will, witness him do so now. ]
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he doesn't know what to do with himself. }
That, I can tell, I meant-- { but he trails off, and while thoma hadn't intended to make him squirm, he squirms at all the attention he's getting. it's too soft. too gentle. his face feels like it's on fire. } Why?
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[ His gaze shifts to look at Ayato, for a brief moment worried about why the man is sounding so hesitant. But when he sees that flushed look on his face the worry slips away, traded for fond amusement. ]
Because I adore you.
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enough that when his eyes meet thoma's they slide away again. }
Ah. { he pauses, eyes closing now. } It tingles.
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I'll take that as a good sign then.
You could kiss me again, if you'd like me to stop.
[ Now he is the one teasing!! Though it's still all soft and fond. ]
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as soon as thoma is done speaking his eyes are peeking open just long enough to find his mouth, lips pressing to lips firmly.
as much as he may tease thoma, he doesn't want to be teased back???? }
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[ But Thoma is just as happy to be kissing Ayato as he is to be teasing him and the soft moan as he meets that kiss is evidence of that. His hands have been emboldened by Ayato's momentary shyness as well, finding their way over his hips to grip at his rear, pressing his fingers into the skin there. ]
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he makes a just as soft, just as pleased, noise as thoma does as the kiss continues--or it would, if he doesn't gasp against thoma's mouth as thoma's hands wander. the gasp surprises him enough that he hasn't even pulled his mouth away, even when his body reacts automatically by pushing back into his hands encouragingly. }
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Except self-care.][ There is zero hesitation in the way Thoma squeezes his hands over him, which is probably Ayato's best indicator in how swept away Thoma is right now. He's all too encouraged by the sound that slips from Ayato's lips and the shift back against his hands, answering that soft gasp with a low and pleased hum. ]
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valid}That feels good.
{ it's a soft murmur as he gets used to it, his hand moving from being tucked between them both to press up onto the bed so he can lift himself slightly. it makes him shift back over thoma, but now he isn't leaning on that he has the chance to let his own hands roam again. each touch is much more gentle than before, less frantic as he feels the dips of his collarbones, thumb gliding gently over the front of his throat then back down again. his palms flatten over his shoulders, curl and knead encouragingly. }
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[ Ayato's hands on him already feel like they're going to be the death of him, those soft touches working so perfectly in encouraging him to slide one hand further. The tips of his fingers brush over Ayato's entrance, in small circles meant to get him used to the feeling. ]
Tell me if it feels uncomfortable at any point?
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if anything, he shifts back against his fingers just as gently but encouraging as well. }
I will, but rest assured it's fine at the moment. { his tongue slides over his lips briefly, wetting them as his mouth suddenly feels very dry. } Please, continue.
{ and he'll continue with his own touches as well. made bolder by the progression his hands move from thoma's shoulders and down until both sets of his fingers find a nipple each and gently circle them. }
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