[ Before the tension twists him too tight. Before the ache becomes unbearable. Pride is forgotten and set aside as he appeals to this stranger, this man he knows, loves, his captor and his lover, to have mercy. ]
[ It takes precious few seconds after that, before he's shaking and clutching tight at the sheets, coming untouched across the fabric with a broken sound falling from his lips. Everything's awash with sensation, the tension breaking at long last, and he's floating so high, so deep, so far from everything...
Or he isn't, and he's still knelt in a strange bed, prone and panting and a complete mess. But he doesn't care, and it's still buzzing inside of him, pushing from relief to too much. ]
[ It's a beautiful thing to behold, Anduin coming to pieces there in front of him, trembling and panting, his cock throbbing and emptying over the sheets. There's a sheen of sweat on his skin and Jacob can't resist leaning in to kiss the young Kings hip, just to begin the praise Anduin deserves for all of this.
He turns the toy off, easing it from Anduin's oversensitive body and carries on his line of kisses up his side, across his ribs, fingers moving to stroke his hair yet again. How can he resist when it's so gold and in such disarray?]
You're perfect Anduin. You looked better than I'd imagined, so bloody beautiful. You want to lay down? You can rest love, catch your breath.
[ As the toy's pulled away, he finally starts to sink, to settle. Lying down sounds perfect, but then so does the warm praise washing over him as Jacob's fingers stroke against his skin.
Drawing his legs in, he tips onto his side, avoiding the mess beneath him for the most part and collapsing half-curled onto the bed, turning his head to look up at Jacob with half-open, hazy eyes. ]
[ Another quiet sigh is his answer, as Anduin takes a deep breath and lets his eyes shut. Focus settles on the thrumming of his nerves, of every fiber in his body, alive and glowing and content in the moment.
Having Jacob against him is all he could ask for now, but he can wait. He'll come back, he's certain of it. ]
[ Jacob won't go away for long, just enough to go to the end suite, soak a cloth in warm water and bring it back. Then the can at least clean Anduin of any stickiness before it becomes too unpleasant, tossing the cloth onto the pile of Jacob's clothes so deal with later.
Then he slides up against Anduin, arms around him, pressing kisses into his hair, over his brow and against his cheeks.]
[ Quietly he shakes his head, before tucking himself in further against Jacob. A little awkward considering the man's smaller frame, but it's easy enough to simply press into the comforting hold, threading his legs between his.
Slowly, his heart begins to steady, as does his breath. Though he still feels slightly untethered from himself, Jacob's presence is all he needs to feel secure. Enough to allow himself to remain still and rest, if only for a few moments more. ]
[ He may be shorter but he is broad, strong and his personality takes up a great deal of room. But he doesn't try to crowd Anduin now, only hold onto him, praise him and make him feel as loved and as special as Jacob knows him to be. ]
We're just gonna lay here a while, you can catch your breath. And we'll go again if you like.
[ Slowly he starts to come back to himself, eyes flickering open. He doesn't move too far, just leans in to press a kiss to the curve of Jacob's shoulder. Then higher, against the slope of his throat.
It feels as if the game is up now, so there's no reservation in winding his arm around Jacob and pulling him closer still. Maybe he'll have it in him later, but right now? This is good. This is perfect.
One question does filter into the back of his mind, murmured quietly against his skin. ]
[ Anduin's progress is slow, like the careful unwinding of a flower from bud to bloom, and there's no hurry to move or talk or do anything at all. Jacob's hands continue to pet, to stroke, to caress, his lips still brush Anduin's skin, and then as he begins to receive kisses in return he makes a pleased noise, warm and full of appreciation.
He almost feels ready to nap, cocooned like this together, safe for the rest of the evening. But when Anduin manages to speak, to ask that question, or all the things he possibly could say, Jacob laughs. ]
[ It's clear from his tone that he's teasing, but he kisses he top of Anduin's head again as the blond nuzzles him, his hands stroking up and down the muscles of Anduin's back.]
I was given it when a good friend... she went home. Left me to me.
[ That's said in a slightly more sombre tone, and he doesn't want to dwell on it. They've all experienced people go home, and he doesn't want to being the mood down. Instead he shifts, pressing a kiss to Anduin's lips.]
[ He knows what that feeling is like, and he won't press for now. Sharing sympathy can wait, though his expression does soften as he strokes a hand against Jacob's cheek. ]
I like it. I think it suits you.
[ Just the right amount of raw edge to it, no fuss. With another small breath he kisses him back, before propping himself up slightly. ]
Mm. And now that you've stolen me, what other plans do you have?
[ He doesn't need sympathy and comfort, not right now. He wants to just focus on the now, the presence of Anduin there with him, the safety and contentment of being with someone he loves.]
It's a bit big... but maybe it will be useful.
[ And those next words, the make Jacob chuckle, locking their legs together and rolling them both over on the big bed, so Anduin is on his back and Jacob is on top of him, the denim of his jeans revealing the bulge of his cock. ]
I did want to fuck you silly too. When I was watching you on the bed, I was so tempted...
[ There's a soft hiss as he's rolled back, the sheets rubbing against his very sore, still reddened ass, but it's a mild complaint at best. In the next breath he's laughing, lifting a hand to brush a dark lock of hair out of Jacob's face. ]
[ He turns his head to quickly kiss Anduin's fingers and then nip lightly over the pads of his fingers, teasing and gentle as he keeps his eyes on those intense blue ones.]
[ Anduin smiles warmly, laughing briefly at the nip before smoothing his hand back into Jacob's hair. Nothing but adoration in those bright blue eyes. ]
You seemed to enjoy my disobedience. Should I behave, then?
[ His smile grows wider, head tipping up to allow Jacob all the access he wants, from the tickle of his lips to the scrape of teeth. Everything he wants to give, everything he's missed, his own fingers slipping down to the waist of his pants before giving them a firm tug. ]
[ With greater access to all of that lovely skin, Jacob has to press his lips against Anduin's throat and suck a red mark there, sucking all the harder when he feels Anduin's hands at his jeans.]
Oi, who said you could touch? Greedy thing. You have to ask nicely.
That was a good start but I think you can beg much more nicely that than. And I didn't get you begging much before.
[ Maybe it's worth cleaning that little toy off and seeing if he can work Anduin up to begging now. Just have him humiliated and desperate, begging for what he wants. It seems very appealing. ]
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[ He knows, oh he knows. But he likes to hear it, and he turns the vibration up just a little bit more.]
Tell me what you want.
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[ Before the tension twists him too tight. Before the ache becomes unbearable. Pride is forgotten and set aside as he appeals to this stranger, this man he knows, loves, his captor and his lover, to have mercy. ]
Please...
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[ He turned it up again, letting the buzz grow loud, feeling the vibration through the cable and into the control.]
Come for me love.
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Or he isn't, and he's still knelt in a strange bed, prone and panting and a complete mess. But he doesn't care, and it's still buzzing inside of him, pushing from relief to too much. ]
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He turns the toy off, easing it from Anduin's oversensitive body and carries on his line of kisses up his side, across his ribs, fingers moving to stroke his hair yet again. How can he resist when it's so gold and in such disarray?]
You're perfect Anduin. You looked better than I'd imagined, so bloody beautiful. You want to lay down? You can rest love, catch your breath.
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[ As the toy's pulled away, he finally starts to sink, to settle. Lying down sounds perfect, but then so does the warm praise washing over him as Jacob's fingers stroke against his skin.
Drawing his legs in, he tips onto his side, avoiding the mess beneath him for the most part and collapsing half-curled onto the bed, turning his head to look up at Jacob with half-open, hazy eyes. ]
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Let me go get something to clean you up, alright? Then we'll cuddle. You did so well pet. You deserve a rest.
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Having Jacob against him is all he could ask for now, but he can wait. He'll come back, he's certain of it. ]
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Then he slides up against Anduin, arms around him, pressing kisses into his hair, over his brow and against his cheeks.]
You feel okay? Don't hurt at all?
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Slowly, his heart begins to steady, as does his breath. Though he still feels slightly untethered from himself, Jacob's presence is all he needs to feel secure. Enough to allow himself to remain still and rest, if only for a few moments more. ]
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[ He may be shorter but he is broad, strong and his personality takes up a great deal of room. But he doesn't try to crowd Anduin now, only hold onto him, praise him and make him feel as loved and as special as Jacob knows him to be. ]
We're just gonna lay here a while, you can catch your breath. And we'll go again if you like.
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It feels as if the game is up now, so there's no reservation in winding his arm around Jacob and pulling him closer still. Maybe he'll have it in him later, but right now? This is good. This is perfect.
One question does filter into the back of his mind, murmured quietly against his skin. ]
Who's house is this?
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He almost feels ready to nap, cocooned like this together, safe for the rest of the evening. But when Anduin manages to speak, to ask that question, or all the things he possibly could say, Jacob laughs. ]
Would you believe me of I told you it was mine?
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[ He huffs quietly, nuzzling gently under Jacob's chin. He's not sure why but...touch just seems very, very important in the moment. ]
Wonder how you got it, maybe, but I'd believe you.
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[ It's clear from his tone that he's teasing, but he kisses he top of Anduin's head again as the blond nuzzles him, his hands stroking up and down the muscles of Anduin's back.]
I was given it when a good friend... she went home. Left me to me.
[ That's said in a slightly more sombre tone, and he doesn't want to dwell on it. They've all experienced people go home, and he doesn't want to being the mood down. Instead he shifts, pressing a kiss to Anduin's lips.]
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I like it. I think it suits you.
[ Just the right amount of raw edge to it, no fuss. With another small breath he kisses him back, before propping himself up slightly. ]
Mm. And now that you've stolen me, what other plans do you have?
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It's a bit big... but maybe it will be useful.
[ And those next words, the make Jacob chuckle, locking their legs together and rolling them both over on the big bed, so Anduin is on his back and Jacob is on top of him, the denim of his jeans revealing the bulge of his cock. ]
I did want to fuck you silly too. When I was watching you on the bed, I was so tempted...
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And you do still owe me a mark or two, I believe.
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[ He turns his head to quickly kiss Anduin's fingers and then nip lightly over the pads of his fingers, teasing and gentle as he keeps his eyes on those intense blue ones.]
Would you like to be my spoiled little pet again?
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[ Anduin smiles warmly, laughing briefly at the nip before smoothing his hand back into Jacob's hair. Nothing but adoration in those bright blue eyes. ]
You seemed to enjoy my disobedience. Should I behave, then?
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[ He leans in, lips tracing Anduin's jaw, up to his ear, biting between light kisses before murmuring:]
I'm going to leave so many marks on your shoulders you won't be able to wear a white shirt for days.
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[ His smile grows wider, head tipping up to allow Jacob all the access he wants, from the tickle of his lips to the scrape of teeth. Everything he wants to give, everything he's missed, his own fingers slipping down to the waist of his pants before giving them a firm tug. ]
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Oi, who said you could touch? Greedy thing. You have to ask nicely.
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His hands halt their progress, but they don't withdraw. ]
Please, sir. Let me touch you.
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[ Maybe it's worth cleaning that little toy off and seeing if he can work Anduin up to begging now. Just have him humiliated and desperate, begging for what he wants. It seems very appealing. ]
Maybe we should see how much you want it?
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