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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?"

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.

"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."

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.

“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.”

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.

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.

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.

"Of course you will feel it. When don't you?"

His hand moves, slipping his thumb from Jibril to instead wrap his hand around the man's length and start stroking.

"I want you spent below me."

Jibril makes a low sound when he feels the thumb slipping out of him. His hips arch sharply when Rhy touches his cock. It’s hard and he knew Rhy knew how sensitive he already was that it’s almost too much to take being touched. He lets out a slightly strangled moan as his muscles contract around the others length beyond his control.

“Rhy, please,” he moans. “It’s too much.”

There we go. The tightness was what pushed RHy over the edge. He manages two more hard thrusts before spilling into his lover, bent over his body as he panted.

Jibril moans the others name as he fills the other’s release filling him. He didn’t know why he liked that feeling so much but it’s enough to draw out a second orgasm from him, coming onto the sheets beneath them.

That's good. Very good. Rhy moans, but he doesn't bother pulling out. Not just yet.

"You good? Two little rounds for you, beloved?"

Jibril is breathing heavily. His thoughts take a moment to come back to him as rhy stays inside of him. He glances at Rhy and there’s a shy smile on his lips.

“I’m good.”

Really good. Rhy smiles and shakes his head. And at last he pulls from the man and flops down beside him.

"So, you awake, dear? Should I order food?"

“I think you might have exhausted me again already,” Jibril smiles and he shifts to his side once Rhy had pulled out. He’s sweaty and feeling a bit sticky but it doesn’t bother him enough to want to get up.

“Something simple.”

"Burgers. I could go for burgers," Rhy chuckles, rolling aside to fumble for his phone.

“Burgers for breakfast,” Jibril murmurs and before Rhy he’d never actually had a burger but he had discovered he liked them a lot.

"I mean, we didn't sleep long enough for breakfast, but I can get omelets delivered," Rhy grins.

“I guess you’re right,” Jibril says, eyeing the clock and then looking back at Rhy. No wonder he’s still a bit tired. “Burgers are fine, hayati.”

Oh, there you have it. Rhy wants to coo over the affection.

"An interesting choice of affection there," Rhy agrees, humming in pleasure to hear it. He kisses his lover's brow and moves to get his phone and the information for one of the guards outside of the apartment. He couldn't even come here without a guard. "I can get you a breakfast sandwich instead."

"Is it?" Jibril looks hesitant then and a bit of shyness starts to well up even as he watches Rhy getting up.

"Really, a burger is good. I like them."

Don't be shy. Rhy teases the blanket over Jibril and grabs his phone. Got to get a wet cloth for them as well. But then he's shooting off a text, because he definitely knows what his lover prefers at this point.

"I'll clean you up in a minute.]

Jibril smiles at Rhy, pulling the blanket in close as he watches the other.

"Are you sure you want to clean me up?"

Oh, now THAT gives him pause. Rhy stops and grins down at his lover.

"Are you suggesting there is a reason I should not?"

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