[ Oh, well now he was the one being romanced! Ardyn laughed at the sensation; Grimm's kisses were odd, with no soft lips to translate them easily for Ardyn's human expectations. But they were novel, and he hardly disliked them.
He bowed his head, theatrically formal, and put on his best 'Chancellor-schmoozing-the-aristocracy' voice. ]
[Ardyn's theatrical manner is just one more thing Grimm likes about him.
Grimm takes his hand to lead him to the bedroom. It's a plain thing - it's obvious that neither of the apartment's residents actually sleep here, and the bed is immaculately made. Strictly for cuddling and/or banging use.]
[ It was a shame Grimm had no clothes to hook his new talons in. Ah well, Ardyn could still curl an arm around his hip and draw him towards the bed. Though he was taller, Grimm's height accentuated his slender elegance, and it didn't take more than a playful bat to guide him onto the bed. ]
Oh, wonderful. I do like taking my time with my things.
[ Smirking, Ardyn leaned over the bed. He propped his bad leg up on it, keeping most of his weight braced on his right hand. Cupping Grimm's elegant, pointed leg with his left hand, he raised it slightly off the bed and pressed his lips to the sensitive joint that he would have considered a knee on a human. ]
Good. I would hate to have to reschedule this.
[ His voice was low and insistent, ringing with a purring harmonic that seemed to seep into the awareness rather than simply be heard. These dragon Sanguis traits were something else, indeed. The rampant Chroma gain from simply holding and kissing the man's leg was testament enough to it. Ardyn's smirk only grew.
He kissed him again, a little higher this time, closing his eyes like a lazy cat before opening them, their auriferous gleam intent in the low light. ]
[It may not be a knee as such, but it certainly is as sensitive as one would be when kissed. Grimm shudders, letting out a sigh in response to that touch, that voice.
He knows Ardyn's voice doesn't always sink into his body the way it does now. He also doesn't particularly mind. As moonblessings go, it could be worse.
Ardyn kisses his thigh, and Grimm threads a carapaced hand through Ardyn's hair, knocking the hat aside if Ardyn is wearing one.]
You spoil me.
[His aedeagus is already starting to emerge from its slit.]
[ Horns made hats a trial to wear, but Lunatia provided, and still the hat tumbled to the floor as Grimm buried his sharp hands in Ardyn's red-violet mane.
Ardyn paused in his attentions for a moment, letting his eyes close languidly and canting his head into the touch. The light caught off his prismatic scales as he tilted his head to follow the stroke of Grimm's fingers, and when he was almost completely leaning backwards, he opened his eyes to golden slits and smirked up at Grimm. ]
You've no room to talk.
[ The draconic voice was like honey, mingling with Ardyn's own desire-roughened tone into something delicious. He bent his head once more and kissed Grimm's thigh, drawing his lips away slowly before planting them back down higher, and higher, until his lips grazed against that delicate crease that would have been the joint of leg and pelvis in a human.
His taloned fingers stroked the other side as his tapered tongue slipped out to tease around the base of his aedeagus, feather light and the pressure barely there. ]
[When Ardyn's tongue barely brushes his aedeagus, the already exquisite touches turn overwhelming. Grimm's breath catches in his throat, his hand briefly tightening in Ardyn's hair before relaxing.
His body trembles, its strength barely contained by force of will. It isn't Iris, and yet he's still brought so deep so quickly.]
[ Dragons were hateful. Dragons were cold, celestial, and cruel, and Ardyn was affronted that he had to take a form so close to their bestial selves.
And yet he couldn't deny that the results were absolutely delightful. Grimm was coming undone from only the lightest touch, and the Chroma swelled like a treasure trove, overflowing with richness.
He chuckled once more, low and rumbling, right against the sensitive flesh. ]
Too much? [ He breathed, and flicked his tongue in a slow, feather-light touch. ]
[It's unfair for Ardyn to laugh when he's right there. It only arouses him more, and Ardyn can see it.
Despite the overwhelming sensation, despite how weak Grimm's voice is becoming, despite the haze of pleasure over his thoughts, the answer comes easily.]
[ He laughed again, that same rumbling unfairness so close to him, and then rewarded him by opening his mouth wide and curling his long, tapered tongue around the aedeagus. Slowly, he lowered his head until he had Grimm's cock fully in his mouth, his tongue squeezing rhythmically before letting go as Ardyn hollowed his cheeks.
His hands reached up, talons running over carapace, until he found two of Grimm's hands ans pressed them down against the bed. ]
[Grimm's voice is a weak rasp, on the verge of giving out. He can't help it when Ardyn is so overwhelming.
Ardyn pins two of his hands down. Regardless of his skill or strength, he can't pin all four of his hands. But Grimm removes them from Ardyn's hair and presses them against the bed, joining the other two of his own initiative.
There's nothing trapping them there but his own will not to move them. But if Ardyn wants to keep his hands still, then he'll keep still.]
[ Ardyn felt the other hands move, dutifully pressing against the bed just like his others. He would have smirked if his mouth hadn't been busy.
Slowly, he drew himself back up the length of Grimm's strange organ. His lower lip snagged briefly under the head, and he toyed at it with the tip of his tongue. When he finally drew away, it was for his breath to ghost against the too-sensitive flesh anyway. ]
Would you like me to hold you down, my dear? Beyond what my two hands can do...
[ Such a polite response! Ardyn grinned and let the Scourge morph around him. It boiled like a black cloud for a moment, before solidifying as he needed it into two long, supple tentacles. They curled coolly around Grimm's wrists and pinned them, unresisting, to the bed. ]
Ah, but why stop there? I can have my hands back if I do this...
[ Two more came, and Ardyn let go of his other hands so that they could be held down too.
Smirking, he ran the backs of his claws up the length of his cock, and brushed the pads of his scaled fingers against Grimm's opening. ]
[Cool, but not unpleasantly so. Grimm tests their strength with a small tug, but the tentacles hold good.]
They're more fetching on you than myself-
[Iris Sucks.
When Ardyn's hands begin to tease him - as if he wasn't enough of a menace with just his mouth - all of Grimm's breath leaves him in an instant. His body arches, and pushes towards Ardyn's fingers, but he doesn't have enough leverage to fuck himself onto Ardyn's fingers properly.]
Why, thank you, Grimm. [ Ardyn watched him writhe against the restraint, lips hooking in a sickle-sharp smile. He rewarded Grimm by sliding a finger properly against him, feeling that incredible heat within Grimm as he slowly worked him open. ]
[Ardyn is the only person who can even come close to matching Grimm's heat. It makes the feeling of Ardyn pressing his finger inside him all the sweeter.
He doesn't have the benefit of Iris' natural lubrication at the moment, but he does his best to relax as Ardyn stretches him. Raspy sighs trickle from his lips before Grimm's voice gives out entirely.
His arms are pinned, but his wings are free, and one brushes against Ardyn's cheek ever so gently.]
[ So that had been a result of Iris. Ah, well. Ardyn could work one finger slowly inside of him. Lubrication could come from the others, and he was glad this place made carrying such things worthwhile.
He was just reaching for some when he felt the touch. Ardyn laughing, his own wings flexing, and turned his head to kiss the gentle wing. ]
[Grimm can hardly dictate notes when Ardyn is doing this to him, when Ardyn's lips on his skin make him shudder. Maybe some other time.
Even without much in the way of lube to ease the stretch, Grimm still presses down onto Ardyn's finger, demanding more. His tolerance for discomfort is high, and his need for more contact even higher.]
You really are like fire, [ He rumbled, his voice pitched low all of a sudden, at odds with that cheerful tease before. ] So passionate, so bright and alluring... it positively shines through in these moments.
[ The part of him that was Ifrit, and likely the part of Ifrit that was Ardyn, too, roiled in appreciation within him, mingling with that swooping head in his loins. Grimm was a sight to behold.
He snagged a bottle from a pocket, glad to be prepared, and used it to add another finger, slicking the stretch and making it easier. ]
[If Grimm is the brightness and alure of fire, then Ardyn is the heat and danger. He will tell him that, once Grimm's voice has recovered enough to do more than gasp at the added stretch.
He's gotten his voice back enough for one word, at least.]
Oh, am I? [ He smirked, sharp toothed and playful. ] Ah, caught once again! And yet I can't bring myself to stop what I'm doing to rectify it. [ He fucked his fingers into him shallowly to underline the statement. ] Perhaps you... ah, but no. You're all tied up, aren't you? Hm...
[ Another tendril formed out of the darkness, pressing in against Grimm's wet hole along with Ardyn's fingers. ] Let's see, now.
[ He withdrew his fingers and it pushed in, tapered at the tip but thickening to the same width further down. Ardyn leaned up, toying with his scarves as he looked down at him. ]
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Date: 2019-11-22 12:51 am (UTC)Allow me to show you to the bedroom.
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Date: 2019-12-03 05:42 pm (UTC)He bowed his head, theatrically formal, and put on his best 'Chancellor-schmoozing-the-aristocracy' voice. ]
Why, I'd be absolutely delighted. Do lead on!
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Date: 2019-12-03 09:32 pm (UTC)Grimm takes his hand to lead him to the bedroom. It's a plain thing - it's obvious that neither of the apartment's residents actually sleep here, and the bed is immaculately made. Strictly for cuddling and/or banging use.]
Make yourself comfortable. What's mine is yours.
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Date: 2019-12-03 10:05 pm (UTC)Oh, wonderful. I do like taking my time with my things.
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Date: 2019-12-11 01:39 pm (UTC)Grimm falls on his back on the bed, gazing up at Ardyn from his new vantage point.]
Conveniently, I have plenty of time today.
[Plenty of time to take with each other.]
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Date: 2019-12-18 05:47 pm (UTC)Good. I would hate to have to reschedule this.
[ His voice was low and insistent, ringing with a purring harmonic that seemed to seep into the awareness rather than simply be heard. These dragon Sanguis traits were something else, indeed. The rampant Chroma gain from simply holding and kissing the man's leg was testament enough to it. Ardyn's smirk only grew.
He kissed him again, a little higher this time, closing his eyes like a lazy cat before opening them, their auriferous gleam intent in the low light. ]
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Date: 2019-12-20 07:24 am (UTC)He knows Ardyn's voice doesn't always sink into his body the way it does now. He also doesn't particularly mind. As moonblessings go, it could be worse.
Ardyn kisses his thigh, and Grimm threads a carapaced hand through Ardyn's hair, knocking the hat aside if Ardyn is wearing one.]
You spoil me.
[His aedeagus is already starting to emerge from its slit.]
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Date: 2019-12-20 11:51 pm (UTC)Ardyn paused in his attentions for a moment, letting his eyes close languidly and canting his head into the touch. The light caught off his prismatic scales as he tilted his head to follow the stroke of Grimm's fingers, and when he was almost completely leaning backwards, he opened his eyes to golden slits and smirked up at Grimm. ]
You've no room to talk.
[ The draconic voice was like honey, mingling with Ardyn's own desire-roughened tone into something delicious. He bent his head once more and kissed Grimm's thigh, drawing his lips away slowly before planting them back down higher, and higher, until his lips grazed against that delicate crease that would have been the joint of leg and pelvis in a human.
His taloned fingers stroked the other side as his tapered tongue slipped out to tease around the base of his aedeagus, feather light and the pressure barely there. ]
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Date: 2019-12-22 09:04 pm (UTC)[When Ardyn's tongue barely brushes his aedeagus, the already exquisite touches turn overwhelming. Grimm's breath catches in his throat, his hand briefly tightening in Ardyn's hair before relaxing.
His body trembles, its strength barely contained by force of will. It isn't Iris, and yet he's still brought so deep so quickly.]
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Date: 2019-12-22 11:31 pm (UTC)And yet he couldn't deny that the results were absolutely delightful. Grimm was coming undone from only the lightest touch, and the Chroma swelled like a treasure trove, overflowing with richness.
He chuckled once more, low and rumbling, right against the sensitive flesh. ]
Too much? [ He breathed, and flicked his tongue in a slow, feather-light touch. ]
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Date: 2019-12-26 08:09 pm (UTC)Despite the overwhelming sensation, despite how weak Grimm's voice is becoming, despite the haze of pleasure over his thoughts, the answer comes easily.]
Not enough.
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Date: 2019-12-30 04:05 pm (UTC)His hands reached up, talons running over carapace, until he found two of Grimm's hands ans pressed them down against the bed. ]
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Date: 2020-01-02 10:58 pm (UTC)[Grimm's voice is a weak rasp, on the verge of giving out. He can't help it when Ardyn is so overwhelming.
Ardyn pins two of his hands down. Regardless of his skill or strength, he can't pin all four of his hands. But Grimm removes them from Ardyn's hair and presses them against the bed, joining the other two of his own initiative.
There's nothing trapping them there but his own will not to move them. But if Ardyn wants to keep his hands still, then he'll keep still.]
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Date: 2020-01-09 12:50 pm (UTC)Slowly, he drew himself back up the length of Grimm's strange organ. His lower lip snagged briefly under the head, and he toyed at it with the tip of his tongue. When he finally drew away, it was for his breath to ghost against the too-sensitive flesh anyway. ]
Would you like me to hold you down, my dear? Beyond what my two hands can do...
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:06 am (UTC)[He's not one to be surprised if Ardyn pulled out another few arms, or tentacles, or any other body parts a person might have.]
A person is liable to lose control, with you teasing them like this.
[Even Grimm has his limits. And touching Ardyn in return is so very tempting.]
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:28 am (UTC)Ah, but why stop there? I can have my hands back if I do this...
[ Two more came, and Ardyn let go of his other hands so that they could be held down too.
Smirking, he ran the backs of his claws up the length of his cock, and brushed the pads of his scaled fingers against Grimm's opening. ]
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:48 am (UTC)They're more fetching on you than myself-
[Iris Sucks.
When Ardyn's hands begin to tease him - as if he wasn't enough of a menace with just his mouth - all of Grimm's breath leaves him in an instant. His body arches, and pushes towards Ardyn's fingers, but he doesn't have enough leverage to fuck himself onto Ardyn's fingers properly.]
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Date: 2020-01-10 12:41 pm (UTC)Ah... as warm as I remember.
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Date: 2020-01-10 02:56 pm (UTC)He doesn't have the benefit of Iris' natural lubrication at the moment, but he does his best to relax as Ardyn stretches him. Raspy sighs trickle from his lips before Grimm's voice gives out entirely.
His arms are pinned, but his wings are free, and one brushes against Ardyn's cheek ever so gently.]
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:20 pm (UTC)He was just reaching for some when he felt the touch. Ardyn laughing, his own wings flexing, and turned his head to kiss the gentle wing. ]
So flexible! Should I be taking notes?
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Date: 2020-01-16 10:36 pm (UTC)Even without much in the way of lube to ease the stretch, Grimm still presses down onto Ardyn's finger, demanding more. His tolerance for discomfort is high, and his need for more contact even higher.]
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Date: 2020-01-22 06:19 pm (UTC)[ The part of him that was Ifrit, and likely the part of Ifrit that was Ardyn, too, roiled in appreciation within him, mingling with that swooping head in his loins. Grimm was a sight to behold.
He snagged a bottle from a pocket, glad to be prepared, and used it to add another finger, slicking the stretch and making it easier. ]
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Date: 2020-01-25 12:58 am (UTC)He's gotten his voice back enough for one word, at least.]
Overdressed-
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Date: 2020-01-25 03:03 pm (UTC)[ Another tendril formed out of the darkness, pressing in against Grimm's wet hole along with Ardyn's fingers. ] Let's see, now.
[ He withdrew his fingers and it pushed in, tapered at the tip but thickening to the same width further down. Ardyn leaned up, toying with his scarves as he looked down at him. ]
How does that seem, mm?
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Date: 2020-01-29 06:02 am (UTC)It's new and foreign, but that's far from a complaint. He groans in pleasure as the tentacle slides further inside him.]
-feels marvelous.
[Appropriately, since it is a marvel. Grimm lifts his head off the bed to get a better view of where the tentacle connects with him.]
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