kingdomcomes | MINGLE: THE SNOW QUEEN

The outfits you've been given are terribly impractical, aren't they?

[He lets out a short breath of anticipation as the other man's palm goes firmly on the thin material at the front of his boxers and the important bits underneath. It's quite the palmful.]

[In response the scientist works his hands into those leathers, giving the taller man another look of appraisal. Not many people are taller than him. There's something he considers very attractive about that, some sort of innate sense of command do it.]

Would you want to take charge?

They'd behead me in Ishgard if I instated something similar, and I would deserve it.

[He has had his number gripes with the uniforms from day one with absolutely no platform or access to the Mistress. The powerlessness had been getting to him, but he had at least resolved to work his way up. Hopefully it wouldn't take another ten damn years.]

[His lips quirk into a catlike smile as he gave his package a testing little squeeze]

I usually do.

[He seals that idea with his free hand at the back of Egon's head and his lips upon his. Aymeric is entirely comfortable taking the lead here. It would hopefully also give him the advantage.]

I wouldn't doubt it.

[That's a response to both, and he sucks in a breath at the squeeze, tensing. His own hands slide around, loosening the last item of clothing Aymeric's kept on up until now and taking a firm handful of ass.]

[The kiss should have been more expected than it is, but he leans in willingly and even takes an excited little nip at the taller man's lower lip.]

[Aymeric shimmies his hips, letting the leather fall around his feet. He steps out of the things and kicks them aside. Thankfully for his pride, he had warmed enough now for his shrinkage to at least reverse. He hums against Egon's lips, tugging his hips forward by the waistband to grind together.

His hands move to Egon's ass, squeezing and kneading at the muscle With the distance entirely closed like this, he meditated for just the briefest moment about the last time he'd done this. The mood was entirely different, but at least this held its own appeal]

[He would need to keep a clear head. He was in this to win, after all. With a parting kiss of sorts, he sinks to his knees before Egon. He brushes his lips against Egon's cock.]

[While sex and relationships certainly aren't a priority by any stretch in Egon's life, five years between lays is still a bit of a stretch. It had been a short time before he started working at the university, a pleasant little encounter.]

[...He missed that. The scientist tenses, then sighs and rocks back on his heels, reaching down to tentatively run his fingers through Aymeric's hair. The cock twitches, thickening lazily as the older man tends to it.]

[Aymeric takes Egon into his mouth properly, sucking and bobbing his head. There would be no way that he'd be able to take it all once he was fully hard— he was so out of practice, but it would be good to tease him up. He refrains from touching himself, his mind working strategically even as the alcohol and his own arousal begin to cloud him. He can't help but wiggle his hips, letting his half-hardening cock knock against his thighs.

One of his hands stays on his ass, the other moving between his legs from the front to massage the soft skin there. He wonders if Egon will stop him or forget himself and come in his mouth.]

[As much as he wishes he could let himself go, roll his hips forward and take advantage of the wonderful mouth that's around him, he can't. He has to stay focused, bring them both to a stunning climax so he can win.]

[Egon makes up for this by tending to Aymeric's more tender zones that he can reach as he continues to grow in the older man's mouth. His knees quake a little bit, fingertips circling the tips of Ay's ears, thumbs traveling lightly across his eyelids, moving down slightly to massage the smooth curve where the elezen's neck met his shoulders- he sucked in a deep breath again, biting his lip and beginning to slide back tentatively.]

Wait, I think that we should... handle each other. At the same time, I mean, I can't take all the attention.

[Aymeric moans softly around Egon's cock for all the delicate attentions afforded to him. How wonderfully attentive! Regardless if he won, he may have to seek this man again.

[ He curses inwardly as Egon speaks. He was hoping too little of the other man to not get carried away. He pulls the cock from his mouth so that he can speak. ]

Let us take up the bed, then?

[He stands, in the same movement trying to sweep Egon off his feet into his arms- if he goes up without a struggle. Wholly unnecessary, but he felt a minor display of strength goes a long way to enticing others. ]

Edited 2017-06-27 14:52 (UTC)

Oh!

[The exclamation doesn't seem to be an irritated one, just a bit of clear surprise. But the scientist allows himself to be lifted up, making a surprised but thrilled little noise from the back of his throat.]

[Egon runs one hand over Aymeric's chest, admiring it for a moment.]

Have you ever preformed simultaneous oral?

[Aymeric grins as he walks them over to the bed. He places a knee on the bed, setting Egon down gently.]

Nay, I've not done such a thing. [He sits down beside him, eyeing him up and down. How interesting, really. Oral was something that he was used to giving and receiving, he hadn't considered that he could have both at once.] Whilst I can imagine how we might get into position... Perhaps you would prefer to show me how you like to do it?

[He spreads his knees enough to give Egon a good look, squeezing the base of his cock in an entirely performative manner. He hadn't expected to learn anything during this competition, though he realizes now that it would be a natural course. Even if he did think Elezen to be the best lovers.]

[Egon sits, legs splayed and licking his lips very absently. He smiles a bit nervously before nodding to the older man.]

Its very simple, really. We just align ourselves, one on top of the other-

[He should just do it. That seems like a good idea. The scientist pauses and nods to himself before leaning in, one hand on Aymeric's shoulder to urge him into lying down, the other supporting himself as he gave the Elezen's cock a kiss on the head with only momentary pause. Humans may or may not be the best lovers, but they were creative ones.]

[He complies easily with the other man's movements, gladly pressing his weary back into the bed. He watches Egon with immense interest. It seemed so obvious a solution, yet the maneuver had never crossed his path before.]

Ah, Splendid...!

[He takes Egon's hips in his hands, pulling him down to press his cock to his lips once again. He stifles an almost scandalized giggle- His current view of Egon is much more intimate, really, than the one just a minute prior. He closes his eyes in slight embarrassment as he opens his mouth, taking Egon in.

He tries to concentrate on the task at hand, trying with some difficulty to ignore his own pleasure. He moves a hand from Egon's hip to his backside, looking to tease his entrance.]

[The scientist grins to himself, though Ay is won't be glad to see it. He's glad to be making this a teaching experience. Those, as far as he's concerned, should always win.]

[He spreads his knees on either side of the older man's shoulders so he has full access to his well-displayed junk, running his tongue up Ay's length considerately before slipping his plush lips over the head. Egon's hips squirm, enjoying the shared attention proudly.]

[Aymeric does as he does- his very best. Though he notices that he gets a bit of a crick in his neck lifting it towards Egon's crotch, he figures it's a fine trade off for getting to lay down.

He was all too aware, however, that he had a definitely time limit. Many months without attention followed by weeks of titilation were doing him no favors. He glances around for a familiar object, finding it on the bedside table. He uncorks the lubricant, spreading it over his fingers. He then presses the pad of his middle finger against Egon's hole, rubbing in slow circles, teasing for what's to come.

He tries hard to concentrate on the next part. He knows that he is almost painfully hard and that he must outlast him. His mouth moves up Egon's shaft to his balls. His kisses and sucks softly there, though eagerly, hoping his (honestly fairly rusty) technique would toss the other man over the edge.]

[Egon tenses, pushing back almost instinctively against the exploring digit, moaning softly around the cock. It had been so long, even since he'd had enough free time to relieve himself. You didn't get that kind of time, when you lived with four other men and worked a nearly 24-hour job.]

[He almost knows he should pull out, away, but also that his stamina is not going to get the better of him. Not while he's trying to win.]

[He does slide his mouth off of Aymeric's length with a satisfying 'pop' of his lips, leaning his head over to hopefully make eye contact with the older man. His stomach tingles almost painfully with growing heat.]

Can you- ah- do you think you would be willing to go for two rounds?

[Would you still be able to fuck him if you both came now, he means.]

Will we call the first one a practice round, then?

[He likes the sound of this. He wasn't sure that he would last more than a minute inside him, even if he could get there. This may give him a better edge.]

I'm perfectly willing— and able to go twice with you. [And that was very easy to say with Egon's mouth right by his (before now) sorely neglected nethers.] As long as you can, too. I would hate to give victory so easily so such a clever man.

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A-ah.

[He closed his eyes, panting softly and nodding.]

Absolutely. I've been through more strenuous things than this. We'll just call this a warm up.

[Because he does, absolutely, want Aymeric inside of him soon. The younger man flashed another grin, then dipped his head back down onto his competitor's length.]

We are in agreement. Splendid. [He nabs the bottle of lubricant, at least he assumes that's what it is, spreading it over his fingers. He returns his finger to Egon's entrance, pressing in experimentally. With their verbal contract sealed, he places his mouth back against Egon's cock. He could already feel himself starting to boil over with the salaciousness of it all.

He, too, had had more strenuous love-making sessions in the past... It had just been a little while since then.

He was immediately glad that he had agreed to this- He couldn't hold on anymore and barely had time to warn Egon as he comes hard into the other man's mouth. He pulls Egon out of his own mouth again just to catch his breath, letting out low moans as the waves hit him. ]

[A very mutually beneficial agreement indeed. Egon would be happy with just how well this turned out.]

[He'd think on it some when he wasn't being oh-so-slightly penetrated, tight against the elezen's exploring digit and worming his hips, begging for more but torn completely on whether or not he wanted to take that finger deeper into himself or keep taking advantage of the warm, wonderful mouth around him. He decides to take the latter- both are leading quickly to a climax.]

[Speaking of. With miniscule warning, Egon can't help but be just a bit startled by the sudden mouthful of semen, swallowing out of surprise more than anything and pulling back, taking a deep breath, tongue lolling out for a moment.]

[But then there's the hot, strange satisfaction of the taste of cum on his soft lips, and it just drives things home. He lets out a weak, helpless moan, knees tightening, and then finds himself releasing into the open air, decorating his companion's cheeks in spatters of white.]

[He has to keep himself from collapsing onto the older man. shifting his hips forward, he pulled away- though almost timidly- from the exploring finger and rolled over to sit himself up, still panting softly.]

[Aymeric regards him with blown-out pupils and a heaving chest. He reaches forward, wiping some of the come from his face. He repositions himself, crowding in against the other man. His eyes roam up his body, his mind still blank from the orgasm. A moment later and he finds words.]

That was incredible, Egon. You're so skillful... [ He trails off, biting his lip. Aymeric looks at Egon's face through dark lashes a moment. He hesitates, then captures Egon's mouth with his own. His hand is already on Egon's knee, trailing slowly upward, the other cradling Egon's jaw. ]

Where did you learn such techniques? Is this manner of pleasure very common where you are from?

[Egon is shocked for a moment by the sudden flare of affection, eyes glazed with pleasure for a moment before reaching up, wiping a drop of come from underneath Aymeric's eye with his thumb tenderly. He can't find words and instead just kisses his partner.]

[Oh, frisky. His hips shift a bit, one hand sliding down to catch a self-servicing handful of the elezen's ass.]

Ah... thank you.

It's actually a fairly common, popular position in my world. Referred to as a sixty-nine.

MINGLE: THE SNOW QUEEN

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whoops I realized Egon is 29

oops! its ok, aymeric is good as the sexy older man too

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