[ Siegfried's words do alleviate some of his worries. Ultimately, they're in control of how their relationship turns out, so if they're careful not to let whatever's happening affect their lives in any way that matters, it shouldn't be an issue. Surely they have enough self-control for that, being former knights of the Black Order.
He wants to speak, but the kiss distracts him too much. Percival leans up into it, feeling that rush of serotonin once again as his heart races and he grows fond. This is a man he respects so much, and just two days ago he would feel ashamed at even the thought of kissing him like this. Right now he's doing it, and it's just as intoxicating as he had imagined it to be (in those times he let himself imagine, before stopping himself in his tracks).
It's chaste, and after they kiss it feels like he's trapped in a blissful little bubble. He looks up at Siegfried with a gaze that's both adoring and trying to hide the fact. ]
O-Of course. I'll work hard as well. We've had too much training to let this break our discipline.
[ Maybe it's fine to enjoy it. He definitely thinks so right now. With the freedom to touch, he reaches over to run his fingers through Siegfried's hair. The mood is strange and difficult for him to deal with, so it's time to bring things back down to something more normal. ]
But if we're going to be partners, your lack of care over your physical appearance is even more of a concern for me. [ aka comb your hair ]
[ Even without the context of this leading to something further, kissing Percival is just as exciting and oddly natural as it had been yesterday. But he's choosing not to dwell too much on that right now, simply enjoying the warmth between them and the fact that Percival kisses him back, runs his hands through his hair, even.
He's still enjoying the lazy affection when Percival's words surprise him, and it shows. ]
[ It's only after Siegfried questions him that he realises he had simply assumed this would be more than a one-off affair. ]
Oh. I simply assumed -- [ Percival tenses in Siegfried's arms now, face going redder in embarrassment. ]
T-That might have been out of line. You can refuse. [ Though, there's a part of him that's going to feel crushed if Siegfried were to refuse, even if he'll do his best to hide that fact and move on. He's realising now that he had made that assumption because it's something he wants himself. ]
[ It strikes him as strange, that Percival tenses and grows nervous now, when they were closer than they'd ever been before both last night and in this moment. The notion seems simple enough, unless he is misunderstanding.
Perhaps he is misunderstanding? Siegfried had assumed that Percival meant this would happen again, which Siegfried had taken as a certainty. But maybe he means partners in a romantic sense.
Which... Siegfried isn't sure he'd ever be ready for. Not that Percival isn't a worthy romantic partner, but Siegfried cannot promise himself to anyone when he was still a man incapable of entrusting anyone but himself, and a man who tomorrow may not be a man any longer.
He's overthinking it. Whatever sense Percival means, he doesn't want to disappoint that cute flushed face.
He would follow the other's cue.
Siegfried cups the other's chin in his hand and raises it out of hiding, giving him a soft kiss on the lips. ]
It's alright. You just surprised me. Partners it is, then.
[ He did actually mean bed partners. The prospect of being anything more currently feels impossible, even if he had entertained the thought a few times during the night. It's not something he can see Siegfried wanting, given what he's known of his former captain throughout the years, and he doesn't want to thrust them into a difficult or painful situation by bringing that up. As enticing a thought as it is to belong to someone he's had so much respect and admiration for since his teens -- No, only a fool would continue that train of thought.
This works, and there's no reason to shake the boat any more than it's been shaken. There's relief washing through him when Siegfried agrees. They're on the same page, and it meant Siegfried liked it -- liked him enough to want to continue. Though he would put up a tough front, it does feel like being told any other answer would feel a little devastating. Percival accepts that kiss, cheeks reddening at the gentle, intimate touch. His lips stay pursed after it breaks but his heart is delighed. ]
It doesn't have to be anything different. [ Or at least, he's telling himself that, Percival himself a little apprehensive about the stark change in their relationship but determined to sustain their cherished friendship. Though, if anything's change, it's his freedom to ... touch. Show affection. What is there to be ashamed about when Siegfried has already seen the most unabashed sides of him?
Another thing he tells himself, as he succumbs to that need with flushed cheeks and a tentative hand slipping into the warmth of Siegfried's shirt and feeling his chest. He nestles in closer. ]
I only fear I'll fall lax on my morning routine. [ Given how difficult it is to get out of bed like this ... wow. ]
Let's not fool ourselves. Our interactions will be incredibly different.
[ He's nothing if not bluntly honest, because when he'd initiated their actions last night, he'd been fully cognizant of this fact. He'd made peace with it, even. He needs Percival to do the same, even if he's saying such a thing for his own benefit. ]
But I believe we'll be fine. We're in an unprecedented situation, and I am glad to be with someone I trust.
[ He's still nervous about all of this, but it is true, there was something comforting and familiar about having sex with someone he already knew fairly intimately. His muscles tense at the feel of Percival's hands running along them, Siegfried's eyes closing as he enjoys the feeling. ]
If you keep going like this, you're going to miss the morning altogether. [ u tryin to fucc? ]
[ percy can feel those muscles tensing, and there's an odd sense of power he has over the fact. How his simple movements could affect siegfried this way. Though the rational side of him tells him they will surely become tardy on their usual routine should this continue, he doesn't feel compelled to stop, still riding some of the afterglow from the night before.]
There is still some time to spare.
[ realistically what do they even have to do here?? So maybe he is trying to fuck just deal with it.
Percival keeps that hand snaked up Siegfried's shirt, shifting their bodies so he's lying on top of the other man. He leans down, stroking his fingers through Siegfried's hair.]
Have you any complaints? [ about the gay and also my pathetic phone tagging ÂŋÂŋÂŋ???]
[ although percival may still be trying to keep some semblance of their former life with routine, siegfried has never been one to worry about strict schedules, anyway.
much less in a world where they have an abundance of idle time, at least until they find a way out.
percival is finding out how easy it is to play him, how susceptible he really is to physical touch, after so many years of denying himself any such indulgence. all it takes is the weight of percival's body on his groin and fingers knotted in his hair to feel a familiar heat stir within him.
He grins, reaching up to cup Percival's ass, then run his fingers along his lower back, where the tail once was. ]
Hmm. The only one would be that I somewhat miss the ears and the tail.
[ they were fun to play with. but also, he's joking. hopefully thats apparent enough with the way he pulls him down for a quick kiss. ]
[ The hands cupping his ass and brushing against his back only encourage him, bringing a light flush to his cheeks as Percival lines their bodies. The words actually coming out of Siegfried's mouth aren't appreciated at all, but his petulance is a little placated when the other man's lips take his. Percival accepts the chaste kiss, feeling his stomach flutter again. It's nice.
He still takes issue with that joke, however. A discontented expression graces his features as he lounges on top of Siegfried. Percy strokes at the other man's ear, giving it a light pinch. ]
I see. Would you prefer an Erune take my place then?
[ he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy pressing Percival's buttons, just a little bit, sometimes. He leans into that hand even if it pinches him for being an ass, closing his eyes and looking peaceful as always. Smiling, even. ]
No. I can prove to you that I appreciate you the way you are, if you'd like.
[ He rolls his hips up against Percival's, playful, but, well, there's no hiding the fact that he's already hardening beneath the weight of Percival's ass straddling his groin. ]
[ Such a gentle man he's reined in... That thought graces Percy's mind as he watches the warm and tranquil expression on Siegfried's face, and he's feeling enchanted by the curve of his lips and the gold of his eyes. Are those feelings of fondness simply a farce, brought on by some post-coital interaction in the brain? He's not qualified to answer that, but they're present all the same. It's hard to keep that fondness from showing on his face, as much as he tries to purse his lips.
The stiffness poking at his ass, the beginnings of arousal, is noticed immediately, Percival tensing up as the sensation. It's definitely a risque thing, but exciting all the same to know riling Siegfried up was as simple a feat as pressing their bodies together. ]
Hmph. You were never this impatient. [ Only in this aspect, apparently. Percy doesn't have much room to be scolding because his own cock is also stirring. ] Fine ... I know you keep your word.
[ Fingers ghost up Siegfried's jaw, a thumb pressing against his lip. Percy's other hand also continues its exploration, fingers rubbing at Siegfried's nipple. Basically #horny??? anyway appreciate him he's a queen bitch ]
[ What are they doing? Siegfried still doesn't know. All he knows is that looking up and being treated to such an alluring sight doesn't seem real. Tomorrow, he'd wake up, and their friendship would be back to what it was before, without the Nameless City to complicate it.
But right now, he is in this dream, and that playful scolding and the touch against his lips is everything. ]
And you were never this shameless, so I suppose we're even. [ He teases back, even if Percival may take that jest seriously, too. It's hard not to rib him, now that they have nothing left to hide. His breath hitches as Percival plays with his nipple, lips parting to draw his finger in.
The shameless one right now is him, tongue swirling suggestively around that thumb, lips curling around it with light pressure, a reminder of how he'd tasted Percival last night.
But he won't simply tease: his hands are already pulling down on the other's underwear, freeing his cock, waistband around his thighs. I'm godmodding them into sleeping in their undies because I don't feel like dealing with clothes. ]
You --! [ He's feeling affronted at being called shameless by Siegfried, but the blustering complaint dies in the throat when the other man starts his very suggestive display, tongue flicking at Percival's finger and lips taking them in. It's definitely risque, with how it pulls up mental images of what had transpired the night before. ]
Tch. I hardly think you have any right to call me that. [ But if Siegfried had an ulterior motive behind licking his thumb in that suggestive way, it's working, Percival's cock stirring to the point of stiffness too eagerly as a result. He allows his underwear to be pulled down, cock popping out shamelessly and feeling too sensitive against the cool air. Percival eventually threads his legs out of that last garment, finding its presence a hindrance in his current state of mind. He feels the same way about Siegfried's undergarment. Sitting on that hardening bulge and feeling it poke against his rear was ... a racy sensation, bringing up memories of the overwhelming sensation of taking it the night before, but it's also nothing but a tease. ]
... You also. Off with it. [ Growing impatient, he helps that along, tugging down that underwear behind him so Siegfried's length slips out in turn. There's a moment taken to take in the lewd sensation of Siegfried's cock lined up against the curve of his ass, teasing him with its warmth but not quite giving him what he wants. ]
[ He's right, he can't exactly deny being shameless, not after that little display on Percival's fingers, and not when his dick is visibly hard after the barest of attention from the other man. He blames the memories fresh in his mind from last night, yet unable to come to terms with the fact that maybe he and Percival are extremely compatible.
Well, they're partners now, so it's fine, right?
Siegfried shifts to make it easier to remove his underwear and clumsily kicks it off his ankles, sighing when his groin hits the cool air. His hips buck slightly at the tease of feeling Percival's so perfectly and suggestively placed, growing increasingly impatient.
He looks up at the comfortably seated knight, smiling wryly. ]
I know that you're a fan of your fine clothes, but I think I've decided I like you best like this.
[ So how's that for your fashion advice, MISTER???
He reaches up to explore the other's chest with his palms, cheekily pinching a nipple along the way. ]
[ The mood's considerably different from before; relaxed, comfortable but with that hint of an edge that's the reason his groin continues to stir. The press against his nipple has Percival closing his eyes, face flushing as he leans into that erotic sensation. With that curve of his torso, his hips shift in turn, bare flesh of his thighs rubbing against the cock he's sitting on.
Siegfried's comment was definitely said in jest, but with the way Percival is, he takes everything said to him very seriously. ]
Are you asking that I walk around naked? Even for you, I cannot do that. [ Exhibitionism isn't his on his card but if it were it'd be a hard card to fulfil .......... ]
[ Percival desires more of that touch, so he rests his hand over Siegfried's, urging him to continue playing with his chest. ]
[ It's both reassuring and satisfying that his touch is able to get Percival so visibly riled up. He doesn't mind the teasing, the barest touch of the other's thigh against his cock, shivering as he fights back urgency. ]
That's alright. Undressing you is nice, too.
[ In fact, it's good for him to let his mind wander while Percival is clothed, to leave some things reserved for special times like these.
He complies with the other's silent request, catching his nipple between thumb and forefinger and teasing it slowly.
He shifts and pushes himself upward, propping himself up with his free hand. Teasing Percival with his fingers isn't enough— he searches for his other nipple with his mouth, drawing in the tight nub and flickering the tip of his tongue. ]
[ Though Siegfried's words embarrass him, he can't deny that feeling of pride that the person he's been drawn to for so long desires him so. His wordless requests are well-heeded, and it's nice to be so eagerly attended to, like their dance of desires is mutual. The physical sensation certainly isn't anything to complain about, the pleasure of having his nipple pinched and rolled against the pads of Siegfried's fingers reaching directly to his stiff cock. He's all but overwhelmed when the other man leans up to take that hard nub in his lips, the mere sight erotic enough to get him going. There's a warm tongue caressing the sensitive skin, and Percival can't help but cry out, high-pitched whimpers escaping from the back of his throat. ]
This -- [ It's too good. At this point his cock is itching unbearably, and his reaches down to take it, pumping himself. His hips start to roll, relishing in those teasing moments Siegfried's cock brushes up against his entrance. ] K-Keep going.
[ Who would have known this was such an erogenous zone for the other man? Siegfried is finding that there's still so much to uncover about him, for all the years they've spent together. Maybe that's why his tits are out all the time, cause he specifically wants attention on them, hMM.
Siegfried is more than happy to oblige when Percival is utterly honest about his desire. Knowing that the other man can't help but touch himself (he'd touch him himself, if his hands weren't preoccupied) is exhilarating. His mouth closes over the nipple, his fingers working the other.
Spurred by the encouragement to give him even more sensation, the nibble becomes a bite, sharp and quick, and the gentle toying of his fingers becomes a brief tug. ]
[ Percival's hips continue to grind against Siegfried's cock, pumping himself shamelessly and with more fervor as the attention to his chest heightens his state of arousal. His free hand shifts up to the back of Siegfried's head, running fingers through his hair and urging more of that nipple into his mouth. Then, the bite comes, as Percival lets out a gasp, tugging at those brown locks. ]
Nngh! [ His eyes squeeze into a close at the sudden rough contact, that flash of pain felt at his chest. Yet, rather than feel compelled to pull away, there's an odd sort of exhilaration, like that pain had only served to intensify the accompanying pleasure. There's a stunned look, his face still flushed. ]
I'm becoming a deviant too quickly... [ wtf. guess he's into pain now. ]
[ He wonders if he's gotten too reckless, too fueled by the desire to make Percival become even more unwound than he had the night before. As for himself, he enjoys the sudden pulling of his hair and the pain that comes with it. But this is something that even in his limited sexual experience before this land, he'd always known about himself.
It gave him the same sort of adrenaline that going into battle did.
But he's apprehensive about Percival, even when he gasps and doesn't pull away. Siegfried looks up at him, eyes lined with concern. ]
[ Percival's the type to push forward on things even if they're difficult or painful, but due of the nature of the act and the impact it could have on their overall relationship he's certain that Siegfried would want him to be honest at all times. Out of respect for the other man, that's what he's decided to do, and he would certainly tell Siegfried if there's anything he didn't like. The bite was painful, but didn't quite fall under that category. ] You know I'm not fragile. I can handle a lot more than that.
[ Posturing. He relents soon after, because he also knows Siegfried's being careful because of the nature of the act. Percival's voice goes quieter and more hesitant, his gaze fixed away as the red in his face seems to deepen. ]
Perhaps, I also enjoyed it. [ It got his heart racing, blood pumping. There's more hesitance in his voice. He doesn't want Siegfried to think he's a unseemly. ] If you ... wish to be rougher while we're together ...
[ The first protest leaves lingering doubt in Siegfried's mind. Percival has always been the type to pummel forward, suppressing any discomfort and pretending like everything remains fine, and that seems to be the case here. But he has to trust the other man wouldn't do that when it comes to something so sensitive, when he has no one to impress, because he hopes he's made it clear that he wants Percival in any way Percival will give himself to him.
Percival seems to sense some of that, or at least feel a need to elaborate, and that is much more convincing. His nerves stand on end when he admits that he enjoyed it. He wants to desecrate that perfect body of his, good god he wants to, but only if it means Percival enjoys himself, too.
He presses light kisses to Percival's chest, a stark contrast to the hungry bite of mere seconds ago. ]
Alright. [ He murmurs, growing quiet and thoughtful. ] From now on, you can say "yellow" if you'd like me to slow down or inflict less pain.
[ He looks up to meet the other's gaze again. ]
"Red", and I will stop. Does that sound agreeable? [ safe words... sexy ]
[ It's not a bad system. He doesn't want Siegfried to be walking on eggshells with him, especially when he does believe there's little he can't take. What Percival wants is for Siegfried to enjoy himself to the fullest, to enjoy his body and the time they spend together. Perhaps that is more of a selfish desire than a giving one, given that there's a part of him that's reveling in the idea of being used by the other man, being so desired that Siegfried relinquishes composure and takes him without ceremony. It's such a shameful way to feel, he's surprised at himself when the thoughts grace his mind. ]
I see the merit in this system. [ So serious, when on the inside he's aching for Siegfried to grab or bite or tease him again. Looking down at him, Percival runs fingers through Siegfried's hair, patting him with affection. ] I suppose, since we are in agreement ...
[ Satisfied, he leans up to press a quick kiss to his lips before resuming.
Well, his hands also take a small detour first. Siegfried doesn't immediately return his attention to Percival's chest— he reaches over towards their nightstand to grab the bottle of lube they'd abandoned there the night before.
Still holding it, he shifts so that his mouth wraps around the other nipple, creating firm suction before once again biting down sharply.
All the while, he pops open that bottle and coats his fingers, lowering his hand between Percival's legs, past his cock, searching for that hole he's already yearning to bury himself in once more. The first bite is punctuated with a second, longer one, breath growing shallower at the way the nub stiffens and swells in his mouth. ]
[ The suction has him squirming in Siegfried's lap, the cock pressed up against his stomach stiffening in a desperate ache. The bite forces him to cry out, grabbing hold of Siegfried's back as his nails dig in. There's pure adrenaline that comes with that bout of pain, and leaving himself in the hands of a person he trusts so much is a gratifyingly intimate affair.
The sight of the bottle fills him with some anticipating thoughts. Already, Percival's shifting his hips into a tilt in that lap, parting his thighs wider so he's spread and his entrance is easier to access. The second bite gives him that same flash of pain, but it's also such a tease, Siegfried's teeth catching his nipple between them and tugging it in that erotic way. When he glances down and sees the abused nub within the other man's teeth, it's pushing him a little over the edge. ]
Right here. [ Hands over Siegfried's, he guides him to where he wants to be touched, spreading his legs wider and moving the man's hand between them. When he feels the tip of a finger graze his hole, the throbbing inside is near instant. ] I believe, you should know what I want ...
[ It's embarrassing to say it but it can certainly be inferred. ]
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He wants to speak, but the kiss distracts him too much. Percival leans up into it, feeling that rush of serotonin once again as his heart races and he grows fond. This is a man he respects so much, and just two days ago he would feel ashamed at even the thought of kissing him like this. Right now he's doing it, and it's just as intoxicating as he had imagined it to be (in those times he let himself imagine, before stopping himself in his tracks).
It's chaste, and after they kiss it feels like he's trapped in a blissful little bubble. He looks up at Siegfried with a gaze that's both adoring and trying to hide the fact. ]
O-Of course. I'll work hard as well. We've had too much training to let this break our discipline.
[ Maybe it's fine to enjoy it. He definitely thinks so right now. With the freedom to touch, he reaches over to run his fingers through Siegfried's hair. The mood is strange and difficult for him to deal with, so it's time to bring things back down to something more normal. ]
But if we're going to be partners, your lack of care over your physical appearance is even more of a concern for me. [ aka comb your hair ]
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He's still enjoying the lazy affection when Percival's words surprise him, and it shows. ]
... Partners?
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Oh. I simply assumed -- [ Percival tenses in Siegfried's arms now, face going redder in embarrassment. ]
T-That might have been out of line. You can refuse. [ Though, there's a part of him that's going to feel crushed if Siegfried were to refuse, even if he'll do his best to hide that fact and move on. He's realising now that he had made that assumption because it's something he wants himself. ]
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Perhaps he is misunderstanding? Siegfried had assumed that Percival meant this would happen again, which Siegfried had taken as a certainty. But maybe he means partners in a romantic sense.
Which... Siegfried isn't sure he'd ever be ready for. Not that Percival isn't a worthy romantic partner, but Siegfried cannot promise himself to anyone when he was still a man incapable of entrusting anyone but himself, and a man who tomorrow may not be a man any longer.
He's overthinking it. Whatever sense Percival means, he doesn't want to disappoint that cute flushed face.
He would follow the other's cue.
Siegfried cups the other's chin in his hand and raises it out of hiding, giving him a soft kiss on the lips. ]
It's alright. You just surprised me. Partners it is, then.
[ YOLO ]
It's going to take a while to get used to.
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This works, and there's no reason to shake the boat any more than it's been shaken. There's relief washing through him when Siegfried agrees. They're on the same page, and it meant Siegfried liked it -- liked him enough to want to continue. Though he would put up a tough front, it does feel like being told any other answer would feel a little devastating. Percival accepts that kiss, cheeks reddening at the gentle, intimate touch. His lips stay pursed after it breaks but his heart is delighed. ]
It doesn't have to be anything different. [ Or at least, he's telling himself that, Percival himself a little apprehensive about the stark change in their relationship but determined to sustain their cherished friendship. Though, if anything's change, it's his freedom to ... touch. Show affection. What is there to be ashamed about when Siegfried has already seen the most unabashed sides of him?
Another thing he tells himself, as he succumbs to that need with flushed cheeks and a tentative hand slipping into the warmth of Siegfried's shirt and feeling his chest. He nestles in closer. ]
I only fear I'll fall lax on my morning routine. [ Given how difficult it is to get out of bed like this ... wow. ]
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[ He's nothing if not bluntly honest, because when he'd initiated their actions last night, he'd been fully cognizant of this fact. He'd made peace with it, even. He needs Percival to do the same, even if he's saying such a thing for his own benefit. ]
But I believe we'll be fine. We're in an unprecedented situation, and I am glad to be with someone I trust.
[ He's still nervous about all of this, but it is true, there was something comforting and familiar about having sex with someone he already knew fairly intimately. His muscles tense at the feel of Percival's hands running along them, Siegfried's eyes closing as he enjoys the feeling. ]
If you keep going like this, you're going to miss the morning altogether. [ u tryin to fucc? ]
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There is still some time to spare.
[ realistically what do they even have to do here?? So maybe he is trying to fuck just deal with it.
Percival keeps that hand snaked up Siegfried's shirt, shifting their bodies so he's lying on top of the other man. He leans down, stroking his fingers through Siegfried's hair.]
Have you any complaints? [ about the gay and also my pathetic phone tagging ÂŋÂŋÂŋ???]
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much less in a world where they have an abundance of idle time, at least until they find a way out.
percival is finding out how easy it is to play him, how susceptible he really is to physical touch, after so many years of denying himself any such indulgence. all it takes is the weight of percival's body on his groin and fingers knotted in his hair to feel a familiar heat stir within him.
He grins, reaching up to cup Percival's ass, then run his fingers along his lower back, where the tail once was. ]
Hmm. The only one would be that I somewhat miss the ears and the tail.
[ they were fun to play with. but also, he's joking. hopefully thats apparent enough with the way he pulls him down for a quick kiss. ]
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He still takes issue with that joke, however. A discontented expression graces his features as he lounges on top of Siegfried. Percy strokes at the other man's ear, giving it a light pinch. ]
I see. Would you prefer an Erune take my place then?
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No. I can prove to you that I appreciate you the way you are, if you'd like.
[ He rolls his hips up against Percival's, playful, but, well, there's no hiding the fact that he's already hardening beneath the weight of Percival's ass straddling his groin. ]
cant believe we have two smuts concurrently
The stiffness poking at his ass, the beginnings of arousal, is noticed immediately, Percival tensing up as the sensation. It's definitely a risque thing, but exciting all the same to know riling Siegfried up was as simple a feat as pressing their bodies together. ]
Hmph. You were never this impatient. [ Only in this aspect, apparently. Percy doesn't have much room to be scolding because his own cock is also stirring. ] Fine ... I know you keep your word.
[ Fingers ghost up Siegfried's jaw, a thumb pressing against his lip. Percy's other hand also continues its exploration, fingers rubbing at Siegfried's nipple. Basically #horny??? anyway appreciate him he's a queen bitch ]
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But right now, he is in this dream, and that playful scolding and the touch against his lips is everything. ]
And you were never this shameless, so I suppose we're even. [ He teases back, even if Percival may take that jest seriously, too. It's hard not to rib him, now that they have nothing left to hide. His breath hitches as Percival plays with his nipple, lips parting to draw his finger in.
The shameless one right now is him, tongue swirling suggestively around that thumb, lips curling around it with light pressure, a reminder of how he'd tasted Percival last night.
But he won't simply tease: his hands are already pulling down on the other's underwear, freeing his cock, waistband around his thighs. I'm godmodding them into sleeping in their undies because I don't feel like dealing with clothes. ]
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Tch. I hardly think you have any right to call me that. [ But if Siegfried had an ulterior motive behind licking his thumb in that suggestive way, it's working, Percival's cock stirring to the point of stiffness too eagerly as a result. He allows his underwear to be pulled down, cock popping out shamelessly and feeling too sensitive against the cool air. Percival eventually threads his legs out of that last garment, finding its presence a hindrance in his current state of mind. He feels the same way about Siegfried's undergarment. Sitting on that hardening bulge and feeling it poke against his rear was ... a racy sensation, bringing up memories of the overwhelming sensation of taking it the night before, but it's also nothing but a tease. ]
... You also. Off with it. [ Growing impatient, he helps that along, tugging down that underwear behind him so Siegfried's length slips out in turn. There's a moment taken to take in the lewd sensation of Siegfried's cock lined up against the curve of his ass, teasing him with its warmth but not quite giving him what he wants. ]
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[ He's right, he can't exactly deny being shameless, not after that little display on Percival's fingers, and not when his dick is visibly hard after the barest of attention from the other man. He blames the memories fresh in his mind from last night, yet unable to come to terms with the fact that maybe he and Percival are extremely compatible.
Well, they're partners now, so it's fine, right?
Siegfried shifts to make it easier to remove his underwear and clumsily kicks it off his ankles, sighing when his groin hits the cool air. His hips buck slightly at the tease of feeling Percival's so perfectly and suggestively placed, growing increasingly impatient.
He looks up at the comfortably seated knight, smiling wryly. ]
I know that you're a fan of your fine clothes, but I think I've decided I like you best like this.
[ So how's that for your fashion advice, MISTER???
He reaches up to explore the other's chest with his palms, cheekily pinching a nipple along the way. ]
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Siegfried's comment was definitely said in jest, but with the way Percival is, he takes everything said to him very seriously. ]
Are you asking that I walk around naked? Even for you, I cannot do that. [ Exhibitionism isn't his on his card but if it were it'd be a hard card to fulfil .......... ]
[ Percival desires more of that touch, so he rests his hand over Siegfried's, urging him to continue playing with his chest. ]
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That's alright. Undressing you is nice, too.
[ In fact, it's good for him to let his mind wander while Percival is clothed, to leave some things reserved for special times like these.
He complies with the other's silent request, catching his nipple between thumb and forefinger and teasing it slowly.
He shifts and pushes himself upward, propping himself up with his free hand. Teasing Percival with his fingers isn't enough— he searches for his other nipple with his mouth, drawing in the tight nub and flickering the tip of his tongue. ]
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This -- [ It's too good. At this point his cock is itching unbearably, and his reaches down to take it, pumping himself. His hips start to roll, relishing in those teasing moments Siegfried's cock brushes up against his entrance. ] K-Keep going.
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Siegfried is more than happy to oblige when Percival is utterly honest about his desire. Knowing that the other man can't help but touch himself (he'd touch him himself, if his hands weren't preoccupied) is exhilarating. His mouth closes over the nipple, his fingers working the other.
Spurred by the encouragement to give him even more sensation, the nibble becomes a bite, sharp and quick, and the gentle toying of his fingers becomes a brief tug. ]
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Nngh! [ His eyes squeeze into a close at the sudden rough contact, that flash of pain felt at his chest. Yet, rather than feel compelled to pull away, there's an odd sort of exhilaration, like that pain had only served to intensify the accompanying pleasure. There's a stunned look, his face still flushed. ]
I'm becoming a deviant too quickly... [ wtf. guess he's into pain now. ]
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It gave him the same sort of adrenaline that going into battle did.
But he's apprehensive about Percival, even when he gasps and doesn't pull away. Siegfried looks up at him, eyes lined with concern. ]
Was that too much?
[ or not ENOUGH?? ]
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[ Posturing. He relents soon after, because he also knows Siegfried's being careful because of the nature of the act. Percival's voice goes quieter and more hesitant, his gaze fixed away as the red in his face seems to deepen. ]
Perhaps, I also enjoyed it. [ It got his heart racing, blood pumping. There's more hesitance in his voice. He doesn't want Siegfried to think he's a unseemly. ] If you ... wish to be rougher while we're together ...
[ He definitely doesn't mind. ]
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Percival seems to sense some of that, or at least feel a need to elaborate, and that is much more convincing. His nerves stand on end when he admits that he enjoyed it. He wants to desecrate that perfect body of his, good god he wants to, but only if it means Percival enjoys himself, too.
He presses light kisses to Percival's chest, a stark contrast to the hungry bite of mere seconds ago. ]
Alright. [ He murmurs, growing quiet and thoughtful. ] From now on, you can say "yellow" if you'd like me to slow down or inflict less pain.
[ He looks up to meet the other's gaze again. ]
"Red", and I will stop. Does that sound agreeable? [ safe words... sexy ]
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I see the merit in this system. [ So serious, when on the inside he's aching for Siegfried to grab or bite or tease him again. Looking down at him, Percival runs fingers through Siegfried's hair, patting him with affection. ] I suppose, since we are in agreement ...
[ He's impatient. ] Continue what you were doing.
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Well, his hands also take a small detour first. Siegfried doesn't immediately return his attention to Percival's chest— he reaches over towards their nightstand to grab the bottle of lube they'd abandoned there the night before.
Still holding it, he shifts so that his mouth wraps around the other nipple, creating firm suction before once again biting down sharply.
All the while, he pops open that bottle and coats his fingers, lowering his hand between Percival's legs, past his cock, searching for that hole he's already yearning to bury himself in once more. The first bite is punctuated with a second, longer one, breath growing shallower at the way the nub stiffens and swells in his mouth. ]
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The sight of the bottle fills him with some anticipating thoughts. Already, Percival's shifting his hips into a tilt in that lap, parting his thighs wider so he's spread and his entrance is easier to access. The second bite gives him that same flash of pain, but it's also such a tease, Siegfried's teeth catching his nipple between them and tugging it in that erotic way. When he glances down and sees the abused nub within the other man's teeth, it's pushing him a little over the edge. ]
Right here. [ Hands over Siegfried's, he guides him to where he wants to be touched, spreading his legs wider and moving the man's hand between them. When he feels the tip of a finger graze his hole, the throbbing inside is near instant. ] I believe, you should know what I want ...
[ It's embarrassing to say it but it can certainly be inferred. ]
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