[ All rationale part of Essek had fled, especially when Bren's body covered him-- all warm heat that filled him from the inside out-- pooling like an inferno within him; Essek was making such sweet noises-- cross between purrs and whimpers as he was mated by Bren's body, a true mating and not the simulacrum of one.
There was nothing more honest in this moment than the thread that ran between them; where Essek was reduced to his lowest common denominator and with Bren behind him growling words into his ear. Even though the words as they were growled out were not threatening but rather grounding. Essek Thelyss focused on that, on the sweetness of those words and the promise in them as he rolled backward to meet a decisive thrust.
Another moan as his lover bred him so carefully, he knew that this was it-- the primal urge between them, and if he read the ancient tests of the Underdark, he'd discover that a drow man only did this for another when there was a bond there, a deep mating bond. That had been unlocked between them, had always been there underneath the surface but something about the situation had emblazoned it into life. ]
Yours.. all yours.
[ He breathed out as Bren's cockhead struck against his sensitive prostate, another whimper and he clutched at anything he could find with his fingers. ] You don't.. have to... be.. gen...
[ The only way he could ask for it, what he wanted as how he slammed his hips backward in a way that felt nearly uncontrollable, trying to show Bren what he wanted, even in his submission underneath that body, he was trying to convey that he wanted more, wanted heat, wanted the hardest and roughest ride that Bren could give him right here and now. ]
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Date: 2023-08-26 04:24 pm (UTC)There was nothing more honest in this moment than the thread that ran between them; where Essek was reduced to his lowest common denominator and with Bren behind him growling words into his ear. Even though the words as they were growled out were not threatening but rather grounding. Essek Thelyss focused on that, on the sweetness of those words and the promise in them as he rolled backward to meet a decisive thrust.
Another moan as his lover bred him so carefully, he knew that this was it-- the primal urge between them, and if he read the ancient tests of the Underdark, he'd discover that a drow man only did this for another when there was a bond there, a deep mating bond. That had been unlocked between them, had always been there underneath the surface but something about the situation had emblazoned it into life. ]
Yours.. all yours.
[ He breathed out as Bren's cockhead struck against his sensitive prostate, another whimper and he clutched at anything he could find with his fingers. ] You don't.. have to... be.. gen...
[ The only way he could ask for it, what he wanted as how he slammed his hips backward in a way that felt nearly uncontrollable, trying to show Bren what he wanted, even in his submission underneath that body, he was trying to convey that he wanted more, wanted heat, wanted the hardest and roughest ride that Bren could give him right here and now. ]