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[ The question gives him pause. There are merits to both... oh decisions. His mouth draws a tight line as he considers it before going back to the business of kissing his neck. ]

While I kiss you, if you please. I prefer to be a more active participant.

[ After all, why settle to just watch someone with your eyes when you can watch them with your hands, your lips, and your tongue as well? ]

[good decision, he thinks, because he much prefers that option too, but does also understand the perks of both; one means more interaction with their partner and another is letting the anticipation build up to doing just that while enjoying a striptease.]

Perfect, then you keep right on doing what you're doing. [and he'll handle everything else— which is a lot in some sense, but as someone who's well-versed in handling every single layer, he can get himself undressed lickety-split. still, sizhui takes a little extra time removing the sash around his narrow waist, slipping free of the more gossamer-styled outer robe and removing each band from both his wrists, his head nudging against byleth's here or there for further encouragement.

as soon as he's not preoccupied with undressing, byleth better be prepared for sizhui's hands (and mouth) too, then.]

[ While he undresses, Byleth follows every new patch of skin revealed to him with his lips, kissing and sucking little bruises into the pale skin. He takes a few seconds to start undoing his own clothes, just here and there. Hopefully making things easier.

He's far more interested in touching that wonderfully smooth skin. Catching a nipple between his lips and teasing it with his tongue until its hard. He coaxes him down to lay, allowing that moment to finally shuck his own shirt and tug off his trousers and smallclothes. ]

[with each layer that comes off, more skin is revealed, up to the point there's a good amount of collarbone and chest showing once he's reached his underclothes. sizhui only needs one hand for that, which he uses to undo the little ties holding his shirt together near his hip, leaving his upper-half completely bared while the opposite hand twists and plucks at byleth's loosening clothes before veering off to touch whatever skin he can find.

he reaches for his headband too, pushing it up onto the top of his hair first then carefully sliding it free and setting it aside, leaving him briefly preoccupied and totally caught off-guard when byleth's mouth closes around one of his nipples. an abrupt gasp escapes before he's able to stop it, his cheeks flaring shortly thereafter at how embarrassingly sensitive (and suddenly hard) he is, but he doesn't hesitate with letting himself lay back, both hands dropping to untie his pants and shove them down off his hips.] We might not even get past foreplay the first time if you keep using your mouth like that.

Hm. What's the rush? We're both endurance types, aren't we? Don't hold back. I'll show you just how good my mouth can be.

[ He answers in his usual soft tone before lavishing the other nipple with the same loving attention, his hands roaming over that beautifully soft skin. True to his promise, he is rather apt at using his mouth. Kissing and nipping his way down from there until he's pressing his tongue against the rise of his hip bone.

He doesn't hesitate in letting his lips graze along his shaft before sinking it between them, easing himself down to the hilt. ]

[sizhui's mouth opens to remark on how he would've thought they'd get further during their first go-around, but all that actually comes out is another shaky sigh as byleth finds his other nipple. he does everything within his power to not squirm, his own sword-roughened fingertips finding byleth's shoulder and clutching, although he loosens up when the other man begins drifting down, dragging along his neck then eventually threading through his hair.] Point made, [he acknowledges.] And I hope you know I'm fully expecting it now.

[even if he doesn't have to exactly wait or anything, considering how quickly byleth moves along his body, leaving kisses, wet spots with his tongue and marks with his teeth. he's mid-way through inhaling again whenever byleth's mouth finds his cock, which earns a soft ah! and he squeezes his eyes shut, head tipping back as he cinches his fingers a little tighter in his hair for further encouragement.]

[ The soft sounds and fingers tightening in his hair does earn a pleased sound from Byleth as he swallows around him. Oral is one of the only areas he likes actually showing off in. He knows he's good at it, and he enjoys indulging his partners. Making himself comfortable as he settles in, he takes his sweet time in the actual main event. Mouth working along his shaft for a few passes before he backs off a bit, focusing on teasing more with his tongue and lips. Pressing wet kisses down the length, keeping it pressed firm against them with one hand before licking his way back up. Every time he falls into rhythm, he changes it. Flitting between light teases to taking him down all at once again.

He does his best to keep his gaze set up on the man's face though, content and entirely comfortable making absolute unwavering eye-contact. ]

[immediately after realizing what he's done, his hand loosens and he smooths over byleth's hair, hoping he hadn't lost too much control, but he's quick to bring the opposite hand around and thread them both back through the strands following that swallowing motion. sizhui's sure he's blushing furiously by now, though he doesn't even know the half of it; from hairline to collarbone, he has turned bright red, unable to keep his eyes while byleth starts working him over. he tries desperately to hold still too, teeth sinking into his lower lip in an attempt at muffling himself when his partner graces him with those kisses before taking him back in.]

Byleth, I— ah— [he hesitates after reopening his eyes, briefly meeting byleth's gaze before somehow flushing darker, tilting his head back and huffing a sigh. as much as he wants to keep watching, sizhui cannot bring himself to do so again just yet.]

Mmm. Yes? [ He drawls coyly, mouthing the side of Sizhui's cock, sucking at the loose skin near the head before letting the whole thing slip inside again, cushioned by his tongue.

He gives a low chuckle around him. If the other man can't look, Byleth will simply have to be as noisy as possible about this to fill in the gaps. Clearly. He relishes in the reactions he's getting, eager to feel that warm climax in his throat. ]

It's criminal, h-how well you do that... [not yet, he urges himself silently, disentangling both hands from byleth's hair and lifting them to momentarily cover his face.

deep breath in, exhale slowly and measured, then he drags his fingers down to his chin, curls them faintly and presses his knuckles against his mouth. whew. almost lost himself there, but he reels back from the edge for now, reaching with his right hand to stroke byleth's lovely mint-colored strands for encouragement.] Don't stop, okay? I want to make you work for it a little more. [rather than spending himself ridiculously fast like he just about did.]

Work for it? [ He huffs, sliding his tongue up the side of his cock. ] I wasn't aware I was working.

[ And he goes right back to 'work'. Though now it's clear he's upping his game. If he is to work for it, as he's told, then he's going to make it incredibly difficult. The wet sounds that come about with his increased pace are very evident, sucking firmly.

If it was difficult before, he intends to make it damn near impossible. Speed and intensity don't forego technique however, and his tongue is just as clever as before, if not working against him a bit more firmly now. ]

Maybe ‘work’ wasn't exactly the right word . . . [he sheepishly trails off, uncurls his fingers and rubs them across his jaw, back behind his ear and down the side of his neck.

but sizhui doesn't fully retract the statement either, just exhales a shaky breath then finger-combs through byleth's hair for further encouragement, eyelashes fluttering wildly, muscles tensing with the effort it takes to continue resisting. before his eventual warning comes, sizhui's right leg shifts, bumping gently against byleth's arm, moving like he's about ready to hook it over his partner's shoulder, though hesitating once he realizes: he absolutely cannot hold back any longer.

he unclasps his hand, brokenly half-rasps,] I'm g-going to— [then sizhui squirms somewhat before letting go, coming with a high-pitched keen, the same hand winding through byleth's hair yet again. here's hoping it was a quick enough warning? that, or byleth keeps right on surprising him by doing wonderful things with his mouth.]

[ It's lovely to watch, and hear him eventually give in. He has a gorgeous voice, and Byleth takes him into the hilt when he gives that warning. Swallowing every last drop he has to give. Slowly backing off when he wrings the last pulses of orgasm out of him, a trail of saliva and cum attached to his lip before he finally sits up.

Ahh, he's very pleased with himself, clearly. ]

Hmm. You sound good like that.

[ Anyone could tell you, it's no secret, Byleth loves a vocal partner. He loves knowing he's bringing someone pleasure. He gives Sizhui a moment to catch his breath before he's coating a couple fingers in lube. There's not a whole lot of slowing down with Byleth unless you ask. But he does pause, teasing his entrance with one finger. ]

Ready for more?

[effectively flushed from his cheeks to his shoulders, it's a wonder sizhui has any blood left to blush brighter when byleth swallows his entire length and takes all he has to give, earning another heavy, shuddering exhale as he rides out his orgasm in its entirety.

his half-lidded gaze stays on byleth, right up until he moves upright, the remaining mess on his lips making him avert his gaze, one hand raising to sheepishly press his knuckles against his mouth.]

And you look terrific like that. [is he cheating a little by taking byleth's own words, changing them slightly and adding emphasis? yes, but that doesn't make it any less true; byleth does look good while messy, it makes sizhui want to kiss him even more.

also, if it's vocal he wants, byleth picked a perfect partner for it. he's expressive even on his worst days, it shouldn't be at all surprising that he's noisy while being intimate with someone, and although he doesn't want byleth to slow down, he does have one particular request, which he pleads for after squirming faintly whenever byleth drifts a single digit over his hole.] Yes... but will you kiss me again too?

[ He's already having a very good time. The request does surprise a soft laugh out of him. Adorable. And just the kind of intimate request that delights him. He answers with a soft kind of warmth in his voice. ] Gladly.

[ Which he obliges, kissing him slow and easy as he presses that finger against his entrance, teasing at penetration while he nips Sizhui's bottom lip. When he finally does press in, it slips in smoothly. He takes his time of course, easing it in all the way before pulling it back just enough to be able to shallowly thrust back in.

He finds an easy rhythm to follow, nothing too bracing yet.]

[the feeling is clearly mutual, considering, and coupled alongside laughter at his request, it makes sizhui all the more pliable to the warmth in byleth's voice once he does respond. he hums happily, taking great pleasure in the simplicity that's leaning and meeting byleth's kiss, a quiet mm! passing between them at the momentary surprise of that finger finally pushing into him after teeth catch his lower lip.

that hand he'd had against his mouth before outstretches now, hooking byleth's nape and tangling into the hair he finds there, gripping firmly as he darts his tongue out and licks across his upper lip in turn, trying still to distract from the initial intrusion.

however, as byleth finds a pattern, he gives the faintest shift of his hips, groaning at the agreeable sensation.]

[ Gently he thrusts his fingers in, letting the ebb and flow of their kiss match the rhythm of it. Gradually trying to ease him open more, press in deeper, and feel for that pleasurable spot he knows is there.

He takes his time, easing them into this, and hopefully giving Sizhui enough time to think about how he might like something more substantial inside him. Byleth himself however, is focused on keeping that steady pace, and enjoying the warmth of that tongue playing against his own. ]

[with each motion, it becomes more and more difficult to hold their kiss, the gesture devolving into soft, slightly open-mouthed kisses against byleth's mouth, chin, cheek— wherever he can reach that doesn't make him shift too far away. he's lost in the moment of being fingerfucked, but he is also thinking about how it'll be when they go further, the sensation of byleth's cock making him feel fuller, which wrings a full-bodied shiver out of him alongside the feeling of his partner's fingers curling just right.

by the time he can't take anymore, sizhui's broken away, panting quietly, his forehead propped on byleth's shoulder and half-lidded eyes on his own wet dick that's started rising again. goodness gracious, it really doesn't take long, huh? he licks his lips, huffs, upturns and brings them face-to-face, then his words come somewhat heavier on a single emphasized word:] More. [and he tilts his chin to peck byleth's mouth again.]

[ Ahh, he was waiting for that moment. A coy smile overtakes his lips again, and he returns the kiss lightly. ]

More you shall have.

[ It doesn't take long to slick his own cock up, pulling Sizhui by his hips towards him. He isn't rough but he's not afraid to manhandle someone into position, and he gets the feeling that he probably enjoys that just a touch. Teasing, he rubs the tip of his cock against that entrance. ]

Ready?

[ Of course he knows he is. He isn't too mean though, and relents at last, pressing himself slowly in with a soft groan at the sudden warmth and tightness he's sinking into. ]

[he playfully scrunches his nose, trying to seem even the slightest bit indignant, but there's really no effort behind it and he can't help softening after byleth kisses him back.] Good, [sizhui sighs, lowering both hands to clutch the blankets underneath him while byleth takes whatever time needed to lube himself up.

however, once byleth takes hold of his hips and uses the momentum to pull him closer, sizhui's whole face blushes again, his eyes wide, the breath catching in his chest afterward at such an immodest gesture. maybe he's just too sex-addled to remember right now, but he cannot recall a time when someone has done that, and he can't help letting lose a low, deep-seated groan as byleth nudges against his entrance.]

Y-Yes... [i am, he wants to also say, yet he lets it trail off, both arms raising to hook around byleth's shoulders, locking him in place so it's easier to lean toward byleth's shoulder, gently bite down and muffle himself at the sensation of being penetrated.

he's well-aware that his partner prefers he be as vocal as he likes, he just sometimes still fears he might be heard by unwanted people (even with the silencing talismans carefully placed around his bedroom).]

Mmmmh.

[ He takes it slow still, pulling gradually back out before letting himself slip in again to the hilt. A sigh leaving him as he does. He leans forward, giving the other man more room to easily hold onto him. And to be able to feel Byleth panting in his ear as he finds an easy rhythm. Shallow thrusts at first, but enough to move them both. ]

Sizhui. [ There's a certain roughness to his voice now. Just a hint of strained pleasure. ] You feel amazing.

[listening to byleth has him clenching his jaw slightly harder, a soft, long-drawn-out hiss coming out around the skin he's latched onto, although he does still have enough sense to release when he thinks he might be going too hard.

his breath comes in quiet puffs then, eyelashes fluttering as he peppers kisses over the marked skin, moving along the curve and up the side of his neck where he hesitates at byleth shifting even closer. he cinches his arms tighter, faintly tilts his head up and hooks his chin over byleth's shoulder, the nails on his left hand catching for extra stability while he bucks against those cursory motions.]

I, ah... [he trails off, considering, uncertain with his own dirty-talking abilities, but figuring that speaking his mind truthfully has always worked out alright, so.] I can tell you're enjoying it. [another brief pause, his voice coming somewhat lower,] It felt really good... when you grabbed me like that.

Oh you liked that, hmm?

[ He gives his hips a nice deep roll, teasing. ]

I'll be sure to remember that, then.

[ Making immediately good on his word, he starts in with a proper pace, taking hold of Sizhui's hips again and lifting them to allow himself an easier time sliding into him. It's not terribly rough, but it's enough to feel like being manhandled with every thrust. ]

[had sizhui been given the chance to say ‘yes’, he would've, but since byleth finds it necessary to unravel him further with more teasing, his mouth simply falls open in another moan and he clutches him even tighter.

he inhales a sharp, pointed breath then murmurs,] I'm certain you won't forget, [and devolves into higher-pitched whimpering shortly afterward.

because if byleth were going to forget, he wouldn't have immediately done the same thing, which earns a full-bodied shudder followed by all his muscles abruptly tensing whenever byleth pushes into him entirely. gods, it feels so good— yet he relaxes again moments later, leans back somewhat and pushes their foreheads together, one hand draped along byleth's nape, the other lowering in-between them to curl around his own cock and start stroking.]

[ Well, for what it's worth, Byleth was telling the truth. He doesn't seem to be tiring in the least. His breath coming in hitched huffs with every thrust. Moving Sizhui onto him for as much as he's moving himself.

He watches him start to stroke himself. Hm. Suddenly releasing his hips and grapping his wrists to pin them at the sides of his head. He uses the leverage of the position to buck much harder now. It seems he wants to be the sole proprietor of giving him pleasure. At last this time.

He keeps his wrists pinned though, a low growling moan as he moves with more intensity. ]

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