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perfectteatime) wrote2022-02-24 05:55 pm
perfectteatime) wrote2022-02-24 05:55 pm
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Oh my...
I'm sorry, it's just. It's so cute.
Oh I just adore you.
[ He's dying. Squall is going to get jumped when he sees him next. ]
I'm sorry, it's just. It's so cute.
Oh I just adore you.
[ He's dying. Squall is going to get jumped when he sees him next. ]
[Please jump him Byleth]
....I'm going to go hide in my room and never come out....
[He mumbles and turns off the stove and leaves everything where he is before doing just that, face and body still a deep red. Griever who is still recording lets out a low chuckle and follows squall to his room but the door is closed in his face.]
....I'm going to go hide in my room and never come out....
[He mumbles and turns off the stove and leaves everything where he is before doing just that, face and body still a deep red. Griever who is still recording lets out a low chuckle and follows squall to his room but the door is closed in his face.]
[ Uh oh. But there's a knock at the door sometime later. Who could that be? ]
[Griever has to open the door. Squall is being moody in his room. Lucky also comes to the door to greet Byleth, tail wagging and barking happily. Griever doesn't saw anything and just points to the back room.]
[ He gives Griever a little bat on the head, as well as Lucky, before proceeding on to find Squall. He knocks quietly at first, and then calls out. ]
Squall? It's me. May I come in?
Squall? It's me. May I come in?
[Griever watches Byleth walk off and turns back into a necklace to lay on the couch later as Lucky sticks by Byleth, tail wagging and hoping to be picked up by the man.]
It's not locked.
[Squall sighs and gets up to go to the door and let Byleth in. He hasn't changed at all since the video, still just in underwear and that apron. Even his face is still red as he avoids eye contact with Byleth.]
...you didn't have to come over...I'm...fine.
It's not locked.
[Squall sighs and gets up to go to the door and let Byleth in. He hasn't changed at all since the video, still just in underwear and that apron. Even his face is still red as he avoids eye contact with Byleth.]
...you didn't have to come over...I'm...fine.
I wanted to. [ He says as he moves to hug him. He always smells so good. ]
I came to show my...appreciation for your song. [ And that is made clear by the thigh pressing between his legs. ] I found it quite charming. But also... quite cute. So first-
[ So first, Squall is going to get tickled. Lightly at first, just up and down his ribs, testing to see where he's sensitive. ]
I came to show my...appreciation for your song. [ And that is made clear by the thigh pressing between his legs. ] I found it quite charming. But also... quite cute. So first-
[ So first, Squall is going to get tickled. Lightly at first, just up and down his ribs, testing to see where he's sensitive. ]
[The hug doesn't bother him at all and he actually responds back with a hug of his own. He huffs much like a big cat before resting his head on Byleth's shoulder, still shy but at least responsive to touch.]
B-Byleth? [The thigh pressing against him has him raising a brow.] Cute? But...it's not-
[and here comes the tickles and he's pretty ticklish and immediately starts to laugh and try to jump out of Byleth's arms at the same time.] N-No! Ah-ahaha! S-stop! I'm ticklish!
B-Byleth? [The thigh pressing against him has him raising a brow.] Cute? But...it's not-
[and here comes the tickles and he's pretty ticklish and immediately starts to laugh and try to jump out of Byleth's arms at the same time.] N-No! Ah-ahaha! S-stop! I'm ticklish!
Oh are you? Hmm... I don't know if I can stop until you admit you're cute.
[ No use, Squall. He's now testing out various spots to see what makes him laugh the hardest. ]
Let's see- is it here? Or here?
[ Truly, the Ashen Demon is a merciless creature. ]
[ No use, Squall. He's now testing out various spots to see what makes him laugh the hardest. ]
Let's see- is it here? Or here?
[ Truly, the Ashen Demon is a merciless creature. ]
( He feels "just right", Byleth says ... a statement which warms Corrin from the inside out. Anyone who has shared intimacy with the dragon prince before knows that he is a very submissive man, likely attributed to his kind and gentle nature. It's thrilling for him to know that he can provide his lover with a special sort of pleasure each time - that despite how many others there are, Byleth still loves his body. Perhaps without intending to, he fastens his arms just that little bit tighter around his shoulders, swept away with a longing to be closer to him.
And then Byleth starts to say all of that, and, wow. The dragon prince can't control the way that his mouth falls open in surprise, whimpering out soft moans which can only emphasise his approval. Byleth knows all of the buttons to press - and not only this, he knows to push them just right. The perfect balance of praise and degradation by lovingly highlighting his voyeuristic tendencies. )
Mmf...! G-Gods ... ( His face burns red and he hips his head down, really emphasising his shyness. As requested of him, he moves slower, moaning adoringly. ) Byleth ... ( Corrin kisses him slowly, savouring his taste, concentrating on moving at just the right speed while they make love. )
You ah-always know the right things to say ... ( Even without touching himself, he leaks a considerable amount of pre-come, and it wouldn't be the first time that the archbishop riles up his eager little prince through his words alone. )
And then Byleth starts to say all of that, and, wow. The dragon prince can't control the way that his mouth falls open in surprise, whimpering out soft moans which can only emphasise his approval. Byleth knows all of the buttons to press - and not only this, he knows to push them just right. The perfect balance of praise and degradation by lovingly highlighting his voyeuristic tendencies. )
Mmf...! G-Gods ... ( His face burns red and he hips his head down, really emphasising his shyness. As requested of him, he moves slower, moaning adoringly. ) Byleth ... ( Corrin kisses him slowly, savouring his taste, concentrating on moving at just the right speed while they make love. )
You ah-always know the right things to say ... ( Even without touching himself, he leaks a considerable amount of pre-come, and it wouldn't be the first time that the archbishop riles up his eager little prince through his words alone. )
Needs him, Byleth says, and that's more than enough to cause him to turn red all the way down to his chest. To be wanted is one thing, of course, but he'll never tire of being told he's needed. To think that no one could do for Byleth the things he does... Granted, the opposite is true. He doubts that anyone but Byleth could see Dimitri so eager and ready immediately.
"Not to worry," he says, once he finds his voice amidst a low grumble of a moan in his chest. "I'll always be yours." They've established that, haven't they? It bears repeating though as Dimitri links his fingers with his beloved's and bucks up against him again. It's a bit more pointed this time though, gradual and slow. It is nice to take their time. It's nice to have the time to take.
"Not to worry," he says, once he finds his voice amidst a low grumble of a moan in his chest. "I'll always be yours." They've established that, haven't they? It bears repeating though as Dimitri links his fingers with his beloved's and bucks up against him again. It's a bit more pointed this time though, gradual and slow. It is nice to take their time. It's nice to have the time to take.
It's so damned romantic, and Byleth shamelessly loves it. How could he not? It feels as though it is a story from a book, but he's truly living it. Feeling Dimitri move inside him now is a familiar feeling, but no less intoxicating. Every little thing he does feels perfect. He knows Byleth so well now, it is as if he can intuit his wants and needs.
While Byleth knows that is far from the truth, it is still a lovely thought to entertain while he is so leisurely riding his king. He moves with him, matching the pace of his thrusts to enable to sink deep inside of him.
There are no more words he can manage at the moment, mouth slightly agape, only soft moans come out. As much as he feels like he could bear down with everything he has, to make that mad sort of hungry love, it seems like he ought to be patient. There is a time for that, and this is not that time. Now is the time to truly savor each other, so Byleth relaxes into it and allows the wonderful sensations to overtake him.
While Byleth knows that is far from the truth, it is still a lovely thought to entertain while he is so leisurely riding his king. He moves with him, matching the pace of his thrusts to enable to sink deep inside of him.
There are no more words he can manage at the moment, mouth slightly agape, only soft moans come out. As much as he feels like he could bear down with everything he has, to make that mad sort of hungry love, it seems like he ought to be patient. There is a time for that, and this is not that time. Now is the time to truly savor each other, so Byleth relaxes into it and allows the wonderful sensations to overtake him.
N-no! By-Byleth! Ahahahaha!
[Squall could maybe actually stop him but he hasnt laughed like this in awhile and it almost feels good the tickles. Instead he lightly swats at Byleth in a poor attempt to push him away.]
P-please!
[Squall could maybe actually stop him but he hasnt laughed like this in awhile and it almost feels good the tickles. Instead he lightly swats at Byleth in a poor attempt to push him away.]
P-please!
Oh? Please what? Tickle you more? Well of course I would be happy to!
[ Squall is so cute... he can't help himself. Eventually though, after he's satisfied with hearing him laugh so sweetly, he lets up and kisses him. ]
Ahh, I adore you.
[ Squall is so cute... he can't help himself. Eventually though, after he's satisfied with hearing him laugh so sweetly, he lets up and kisses him. ]
Ahh, I adore you.
P-Please st-st-stop!
[Squall can't seem to catch his breath even after Byleth has stopped tickling him and it's not until he's kissed that he seems to calm down enough and happily kisses him back. His previous worries gone.]
You...adore me?
[Squall can't seem to catch his breath even after Byleth has stopped tickling him and it's not until he's kissed that he seems to calm down enough and happily kisses him back. His previous worries gone.]
You...adore me?
[ He settles to hug Squall tightly, appreciating his warmth and his whole aura. ]
Of course I do. You're wonderful. You have a cute laugh, too. You know, I was sort of wondering if maybe you might like to be one of my partners?
Of course I do. You're wonderful. You have a cute laugh, too. You know, I was sort of wondering if maybe you might like to be one of my partners?
[Oh he pauses at that. He hadn't expected something like that from Byleth. Of course he's not against it or anything and wasn't trying to just be a one time thing, that's not Squall's style but he still hadn't thought Byleth would ask.]
You...want me to be a partner? Are you sure?
You...want me to be a partner? Are you sure?
Absolutely sure.
[ He says this with utter confidence, reaching up and fixing some of Squall's tousled hair and tucking it gingerly behind his ear. ]
Don't feel pressured to choose now or even say yes if you don't want, but I really like you, your company, I think you're attractive and calming to be around. If you can put up with occasionally getting the wits tickled out of you, that is. [ He chuckles softly, but he's not entirely kidding. ]
[ He says this with utter confidence, reaching up and fixing some of Squall's tousled hair and tucking it gingerly behind his ear. ]
Don't feel pressured to choose now or even say yes if you don't want, but I really like you, your company, I think you're attractive and calming to be around. If you can put up with occasionally getting the wits tickled out of you, that is. [ He chuckles softly, but he's not entirely kidding. ]
[He doesn't even have to ask the reasons why, Byleth already answers back before he can and he's grateful for it. He smiles but moves in to rest his head against the nape of Byleth's neck, still a little nervous about it all.]
I...would like that...if you're really okay with it all. I like being around you too Byleth. You're also calming to be around and I don't really mind the tickles that much honestly.
I...would like that...if you're really okay with it all. I like being around you too Byleth. You're also calming to be around and I don't really mind the tickles that much honestly.
I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't okay with it. [ He fondly pinches Squall's cheek with a teasing levity to his voice. Inflection that would not have been there even a year or so ago. ]
I know it doesn't change much about what we do together, but I desire it all the same. There is something good in that certainty.
I know it doesn't change much about what we do together, but I desire it all the same. There is something good in that certainty.
I mean...it does make sense for the relationship to go there given our...previous engagements...
[He pouts a little at the cheek pinch but he doesn't hate it. He does keep his arms wrapped around Byleth though. It feels good to have him in his arms.]
Certainty is good. So...should we do anything to make it official? I'm not so great with these things. I'm usually the one doing the asking...
[He pouts a little at the cheek pinch but he doesn't hate it. He does keep his arms wrapped around Byleth though. It feels good to have him in his arms.]
Certainty is good. So...should we do anything to make it official? I'm not so great with these things. I'm usually the one doing the asking...
Hmmm... I think a nice date would be in order. Something we both would enjoy, it doesn't have to be fancy or anything. What do you think?
Dimitri would be lying if he said he didn't feel very much the same way. Their love is novel, after all. It's the things that people read about in storybooks but don't often get to experience in reality. His beloved is perfect in his eyes, too; however, he still wants to know him more intimately. He wants to know Byleth in every imaginable way. Thankfully, Amani is allowing him that luxury.
"Ah-" he lets out, voice warbling slightly. His engaged is a sight to behold as he works his body against Dimitri's. They find such a wonderful, pleasurable rhythm with each other. "You're..." he starts. Stops. Moans, from low in his chest.
"You're gorgeous like this," he finally manages to get out.
"Ah-" he lets out, voice warbling slightly. His engaged is a sight to behold as he works his body against Dimitri's. They find such a wonderful, pleasurable rhythm with each other. "You're..." he starts. Stops. Moans, from low in his chest.
"You're gorgeous like this," he finally manages to get out.
He may be suffused with a Goddess, but this is as close to divinity he could ever feel. His hands clutch Dimitri's, and he drinks in every little tiny sensation that floods his mind. No room for cruelty or doubt in any corner of his being right now. Just the feeling of his love inside him, below him, flooding him to the brim with adoration.
Byleth is far too gone now for proper sentences. He appreciates what is said, but all he can manage is deep, needing moans. Intentionally squeezing him inside, trying to milk every good sound and expression out of him. Desperate to take in every moment in full. It is far more than sex, or lovemaking, he feels. It is the act of consummation. Of something higher.
His ragged voice becoming a low mantra of his beloved's name, and pleas to not stop. To fill him. Claim him entirely.
Byleth is far too gone now for proper sentences. He appreciates what is said, but all he can manage is deep, needing moans. Intentionally squeezing him inside, trying to milk every good sound and expression out of him. Desperate to take in every moment in full. It is far more than sex, or lovemaking, he feels. It is the act of consummation. Of something higher.
His ragged voice becoming a low mantra of his beloved's name, and pleas to not stop. To fill him. Claim him entirely.
[Action, after byleth passed out from a single glass of old people wine]
perfectteatime
2023-03-18 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When he wakes, it's to a splitting headache. He sits up, having been burritoed up in a blanket, and immediately regrets being any kind of vertical.
It was one. One! Glass! Of Wine! One! Byleth handles his alcohol fairly well, but that was something else entirely. Looking around, he can glean he's still at the Ancient's home, but oh if only the room would stop vibrating. He attempts to call out, to perhaps inquire if anyone is near, what time is it, how long had he been passed out, what kind of fucky grapes that wine was made from, but all that comes out is; ]
Aaaaa...?
It was one. One! Glass! Of Wine! One! Byleth handles his alcohol fairly well, but that was something else entirely. Looking around, he can glean he's still at the Ancient's home, but oh if only the room would stop vibrating. He attempts to call out, to perhaps inquire if anyone is near, what time is it, how long had he been passed out, what kind of fucky grapes that wine was made from, but all that comes out is; ]
Aaaaa...?
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