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[allahuakbar]

The sudden emptiness draws a low whimper, in stifled. He bites his lip for a brief moment. The others hardness pressing against him excited him. It always did.

“Please,” he exhales, pressing against him more.

[unbreakable_king]

"Please what, darling?"

[allahuakbar]

“I feel empty,” he murmurs, it’s about as far he has gone when it comes to talking dirty. He’s already feeling like he’s getting hard again even if his cock is over sensitive to the touch still.

[unbreakable_king]

"Your stomach or your back?" he asks, ready to roll his lover from his side to whichever position he desired. Because he could REALLY stand to sink himself into someone right now.

[allahuakbar]

“Stomach,” Jibril answers and he’s just as eager to roll himself. He grabs the pillow closer, pressing his hips up enough so his cock isn’t pressed into the bed. He flushed a little and doesn’t look back at Rhy as before he has much chance to do anything he reaches back to pull his cheeks apart, exposing the too empty hole. Doing something filthy embarrassed him still, makes him so worried he’s doing something wrong, that Rhy won’t like it.

“Please, Rhy.”

[unbreakable_king]

Oh but that eagerness is probably one of the most amazing things Rhy's ever seen. He's had so many lovers, so many men and women who have graced his bed. And none ever so beautifully eager as Jibril. None who can make so innocent a motion seem so filthy. Who can be so beautiful, so desperate for him. And for a moment he just looks at his lover and smiles, a hand caressing his ass.

"Oh dear, I fear I shall quite enjoy this."

With that said he moves to make himself comfortable between Rhy's legs. Another hand settles around his aching cock, and to tease he just rubs the tip against Jibril's ass, tapping it there a bit too. Let him feel what he wants.

"You want me? Tell me, baby, how bad you want me."

[allahuakbar]

Rhy draws out both a shiver of pleasure and a flush at the questions. And the teasing of his cock against that ring of muscles makes it seem to try and pull him in. He moans softly, rocking back just a little when the tip starts to tap at him. His cock is completely hard again and aching for touch but also still sensitive in the way he also is after the first round.

“I want you inside, filling me up... please, Rhy. I can’t take it, I need you,” the words fall quickly, his face pressing into the pillow a moment after his face flushing hot. Would he ever get used to saying such things! Doing things like holding himself open and bare while he begs for cock.

[unbreakable_king]

Well there you go. It's intense, and it's going to stay so. And he finally positions himself and starts to push in. Just a bit. Just enough to get the head in past that tight muscle. How beautifully wonderful and tight and he loves it.

"I think I could stay here."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril tightens when Rhy presses in, moaning and his fingers grasp at the pillow.

“More, please. Don’t tease me.”

[unbreakable_king]

"You know I love to tease, though, beloved," Rhy counters, he says with a soft smile. But then he closes his eyes and does push forward, pressing further into his lover. Deeper. Slow inch by slow inch. Until he's finally fully seated in Jibril, sunk to the hilt and biting his lip to keep from making some dreadful noise.

"Relax for me, beloved."

[allahuakbar]

That is definitely true and sometimes the teasing was tortuous. Maybe sweet torture but still. Jibril tightens his grip on the pillow, wanting to push back as the other slowly enters him. He nods a little at the instruction, taking a few deep breaths to center himself and relax around the other's cock. It felt so good inside of him.

[unbreakable_king]

"Tell me it feels good. You know I want to hear that divine voice of yours, my love."

But he stays there, still and waiting until he knows Jibril is ready to go.

[allahuakbar]

Jibril bites his bottom lip a moment, he would never get enough of the things Rhy said, how he said it to him. Jibril had fallen for Rhy and it still felt surreal and he felt like an imposter he isn’t the pedigree that Rhy should have probably many knew Jibril is anything but good enough. But Rhy made him feel like he’s good enough in moments like this and many less carnal moments as well.

“It feels good,” Jibril says, voice soft and careful. “Please move.”

[unbreakable_king]

Well, there you go. The request is there and Rhy starts pulling out, slow and easy. And offering careful, slow thrusts back in. Starting a pace without really putting any fire to it.

"I know it does, babe. You love it, don't you? Being full of me."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril bites down on his lip as the other's words wash over him. It barely matters the exact things that Rhy says, his voice is more than enough for Jibril but the words? Those are potent in their own right. The slow thrusts feel good, and he rocks back into them. There's an edge of wanting more but he doesn't say so yet.

"I do, yes," Jibril tightens around him slightly biting down on his lip at the louder moan that threatens to escape.

[unbreakable_king]

"That's good. You look half made for it," Rhy agrees, shifting one of his hands to press his thumb firmly at the point where his cock is sliding in and out of Jibril.

"Oh, if only you could see how good you look like this. I'm going to see about getting mirrors."

[allahuakbar]

"Half made for it?" Jibril echoes and it somehow makes him flush deeply again. There's a shiver that goes through him when Rhy's thumb presses and he moans low.

His face buries into the pillow at the mention of mirrors. "Rhy...no," he mumbles. He couldn't imagine seeing himself in these moments.

[unbreakable_king]

Well, clearly he's not made for it. He's a bright man, learning so fast. But he smirks as he lets the thumb fully plunge in. Nice. So nice.

"What about feathers to tease your flesh with?"

[allahuakbar]

Jibril tumbled beneath... around Rhy. There’s something moaned incoherently, hand tightening further on the pillow.

“To tickle me?” Jibril sounds confused at the idea of feathers. The only use he’d ever had for a feather was one that had been used as a bookmark, one he still had hidden in one of his drawers.

[unbreakable_king]

"Teasing the skin is intense and worthwhile," Rhy assures him as he keeps thrusting. Adding a bit more force as he moves. "It's lovely, teasing your cock."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril moans when Rhy thrusts harder, a more intense pleasure rocks through him as he brushes that bundle of nerves.

“I know you do,” Jibril exhales and he likes it even when sometimes it’s too much.

[unbreakable_king]

“Let me try it sometime,” Rhy moans, pants even. He just wants to come, come so fucking hard. And that’s worth it, so worth it, the idea of losing himself inside his lover. “I’ll blow your mind.”

[allahuakbar]

Jibril moans lowly, being undone again by Rhy. He never really says no to Rhy. Sometimes he resists, hesitates but it never lasts. Rhy gets what he wants he wants and Jibril doesn’t tend to regret it.

“Okay, yes. Anything you want,” Jibril pants, pushing back on the others cock. He wants to feel him come inside of him.

[unbreakable_king]

Good thing he doesn’t regret it. Rhy would loathe himself if he knew that he had anything but a fully willing and eager lover. And then the man rocks into Jibril, losing words to just instead just focus on thrusting into his lover, trying to put more force into it. Not enough to bruise. But enough to feel.

[allahuakbar]

Each thrust of Rhy that buried deep inside of him is drawing out moans from Jibril. He had tilted his head so they weren’t muffled, to give Rhy what he knew he wanted. Rhy very often was vocal about how much he liked to hear him.

“I want to feel you come,” he really is working on saying those naughty things.