[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. ]
[ And so he stripped himself, not exactly making a show of it. Grimm seemed a little too caught up to really be watching anyway. Ardyn made sure to keep him very occupied, with that smooth and tapered tentacle working into his body at a squirming, excited pace.
When he was naked, he pressed his cock to the edge of his hole, close to where said tentacle was working. He hummed at the sight, reaching out to tug at Grim's aedeagus lightly as he tilted his head. ]
Seems almost a shame to waste this. Perhaps I can just...
[ He rolled his hips, rutting against him but not into him. ]
... unless you'd rather I remove that and fill you up myself?
[Grimm's not in the right state to appreciate a show, but perhaps some other time.
The way Ardyn's tentacle works into him has him gasping and rolling back into the motion. Ardyn rutting against him makes him groan, and it's so hard to make a decision between two pleasurable options like this but-]
Both? [ He asked it in a breathy chuckle, dark amusement blatant in his voice. Truth be told he'd had Hal take his double cocks when he'd followed a more serpentine Sanguis; was this much different?
Grimm looked so delightful, an elegant, alien being taking what Ardyn was giving him. It made something dark and warm coil down within him. How delightful. ]
If that's what the gentleman wants.
[ He laughed low, slicked his cock, and pressed in against his hole. The warmth of Grimm's tight body contrasted with the sharp coolness of his own crafted tentacle, which still worked inside of him. Ardyn thrust forward inch by inch until he was bottomed out inside of him, and then he trailed his hands over Grimm's hips and up his side, practically cooing: ]
What a good fellow you are, Grimm. How does that feel?
[Grimm doesn't think of himself as a demanding sort of person, but perhaps it's alright to make an exception now and then. Especially in a situation like this.
He feels impossibly full, nerves set afire. Ardyn's cock is hot where his tentacle is cool, and their contrasting textures confuse his senses and overwhelm him.
He squeezes around Ardyn, deliberate..]
Yes - please-
[That's not technically an answer to the question, but he's the tiniest bit overstimulated and giddy, you can't expect him to hold a coherent conversation.]
[ He hadn't answered the question, really, but Ardyn was delighted nevertheless. Such a fun thing, to have this effect on a man!
He settled just for a moment long, letting Grimm get used to the stretch of both, and then he started to fuck him. The tentacle retracted when he thrust inward, and as his cock dragged out it curled forward, so that there was never a moment that he wasn't full and stretched wide. ]
[Overwhelming. There isn't even a single moment to catch his breath in between thrusts, not a second where his mind can catch up to all the pleasure pumping through him.]
Ardyn-- [His voice is a low rasp, his eyes a bright glow. His wings stretch out and wrap around Ardyn's back, urging him forward with every thrust.
He won't last, and he can't think straight enough to be embarrassed about that.]
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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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Date: 2020-02-04 04:30 pm (UTC)Wonderful.
[ And so he stripped himself, not exactly making a show of it. Grimm seemed a little too caught up to really be watching anyway. Ardyn made sure to keep him very occupied, with that smooth and tapered tentacle working into his body at a squirming, excited pace.
When he was naked, he pressed his cock to the edge of his hole, close to where said tentacle was working. He hummed at the sight, reaching out to tug at Grim's aedeagus lightly as he tilted his head. ]
Seems almost a shame to waste this. Perhaps I can just...
[ He rolled his hips, rutting against him but not into him. ]
... unless you'd rather I remove that and fill you up myself?
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Date: 2020-02-05 02:26 pm (UTC)The way Ardyn's tentacle works into him has him gasping and rolling back into the motion. Ardyn rutting against him makes him groan, and it's so hard to make a decision between two pleasurable options like this but-]
Both? Unless that's too much for you.
[He's a sturdy type. He can take it.]
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Date: 2020-02-05 11:24 pm (UTC)Grimm looked so delightful, an elegant, alien being taking what Ardyn was giving him. It made something dark and warm coil down within him. How delightful. ]
If that's what the gentleman wants.
[ He laughed low, slicked his cock, and pressed in against his hole. The warmth of Grimm's tight body contrasted with the sharp coolness of his own crafted tentacle, which still worked inside of him. Ardyn thrust forward inch by inch until he was bottomed out inside of him, and then he trailed his hands over Grimm's hips and up his side, practically cooing: ]
What a good fellow you are, Grimm. How does that feel?
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Date: 2020-02-06 06:49 pm (UTC)He feels impossibly full, nerves set afire. Ardyn's cock is hot where his tentacle is cool, and their contrasting textures confuse his senses and overwhelm him.
He squeezes around Ardyn, deliberate..]
Yes - please-
[That's not technically an answer to the question, but he's the tiniest bit overstimulated and giddy, you can't expect him to hold a coherent conversation.]
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Date: 2020-02-07 05:20 pm (UTC)He settled just for a moment long, letting Grimm get used to the stretch of both, and then he started to fuck him. The tentacle retracted when he thrust inward, and as his cock dragged out it curled forward, so that there was never a moment that he wasn't full and stretched wide. ]
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Date: 2020-02-09 12:33 pm (UTC)Ardyn-- [His voice is a low rasp, his eyes a bright glow. His wings stretch out and wrap around Ardyn's back, urging him forward with every thrust.
He won't last, and he can't think straight enough to be embarrassed about that.]
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