finefuckery | Serpentine Horizon continuations

You’re exquisite.

Got a little toughed up, hmm?

[ fresh scars means new places to lavish attention ]

Just a little. Ah...

[he squirms into Ed's touches, glowing with pleasure. He realizes what Ed's doing and it hits somewhere hot and vulnerable in his gut. He rubs his cheek on the sheet beneath it. Everything's so soft.]

[ he kisses the scars again ]

You like that? Feels good?

Mmmmmmmhhhmmmm.

[lowwww in his chest, purring.]

Feels wonderful.

Good.

[ He really takes his sweet time on the journey down, just kissing at and worshipping the ghosts of the wounds. Until finally, finally, he is reaching his destination. The first shot is poured carefully onto the small of his back. ]

[Balthier is out of his damn mind. His overactive hands squeeze the sheets and he squirms in little pulses, his cock pinned underneath him rubbing juuust slightly on satin. Belly down getting his back worshipped isn't something he can rush, but Ed can feel Balthier's restless, eager energy brimming under his hot, damp skin. He takes a deep, shuddered breath when he feels the cool brandy finally finally poured on him.]

[ Ed just makes all kinds of lurid, pleased, wet sounds as he cleans him up. Then let’s his tongue trail lower, lower, lower, until it’s just barely in the crack at the top of his ass. ]

Fuck, Edward. You're torturing me.

[ he chuckles warmly and gives another teasing lick]

You know what I like about you, Strahl? Besides this world class ass? I love how greedy you are, how impatient. You’re so god damn good at getting everything you want, right when you want it, makes it fucking delicious to hold it just out of your reach.

[ pours another shot just right where the last one went and begins lapping it up ]

[wow! The nerve! Balthier is so turned on!]

Nnngh, what a horrible thing to say, you mean old fuck. Oh. Here I thought I was being spoiled.

Edited 2022-06-15 09:30 (UTC)

Worst there ever was.

[ spreads his cheeks and licks. ]

[Balthier moans and his whole body writhes in a quick, numbing shudder. He closes his eyes.]

[ While it’s certainly not his specialty the way it is for Balthier, Ed doesn’t do things by halves. He sets to work with long, firm strokes of the tongue, then pulling back to blow on it. ]

Shh, better keep it quiet.

[Balthier practically chokes as soon as he's reminded to hush. The next shudder is a lot stronger, and he strangles the noise he makes.]

That’s right.

[ then at the same moment, plunges his tongue into his ass and slaps his cheek ]

[moans with his face buried firmly in luxury pillow to muffle himself. His arms claw upward, shoulders flexing tightly.]

[ he keeps up with just his tongue for a few minutes, but then adds fingers, gently prying Balthier open to get his tongue deeper. ]

[minutes!! Balthier is out of his entire mind. He lies there, pleasured and lost in the heat rushing his body, gasping into the pillow. Moments of Ed's tongue reaching even deeper and he untucks his face and whispers between panted breaths.]

Please. Please use your cock.

Mmhm.

[ he pulls up, leaving a quick peck on the red handprint he left behind ]

How do you want it? Face down like this?

[groans.]

Lie back, let me ride you.

Now you’re talking.

[ he rolls off, sprawling out with the effortless comfort of the perfectly buzzed. His lips are swollen and flushed from their work. He puts one hand on his dick, angling it enticingly. Everything is warm and soft. He feels better than he has in a long time. Maybe ever. ]

[He climbs on top of him and gets on that dick, wiggling and coupling them without wasting any time and groaning when he's seated. He reaches to brush his fingers against Ed's lips.]

You're so damn gorgeous.

[ Ed does his best to a stifle a moan that would clearly like to be much louder. ]

Ah, yeah, obviously.

[ he catches the hand that’s stroking his lips, guides the fingers into his mouth ]

[Balthier murmurs appreciation and curls his fingers into his mouth. He rides him low and slow, keeping them as flush as they can be while his hips build up a bounce. He wants this to lassstt]

[ Ed sets to work on his fingers with relish- suckling and lapping at them. He is simply in an oral mood and no one can stop him. His hands find Balthier’s balls, gently toying with them as he moves. God, this is good. ]

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