secureserver | [ NSFW Open Post

Jibril bites his lip, looking uncertain a moment.

“Do you want me to?”

"You don't have to. Most people don't feel comfortable with it."

And he's definitely thinking about it. He wants it. But he won't ask.

"I want to," Jibril says and a part of it is that he knows that Rhy wants it and he enjoys making Rhy pleased with him.

"Then, uh... go ahead," Rhy answers, flustered. So past flustered how the man seeks to please him.

Jibril smiles shyly up at Rhy before he closes his eyes as he takes Rhy into his mouth again. He lets his tongue press up against the underside as he takes him in, not too deep.

Oh goodness, there it is, happening again. Rhy groans and tries not to move.

Jibril closes his eyes as he starts to bob his head, sucking and wanting to make the other come. He wants to swallow it, to give Rhy anything he wants of him.

There's a lot Rhy wants. Including Jibril's pleasure. But for right now, the fact that he's close an in his lover's mouth definitely counts for a lot.

"Faster, baby, you can do it for me."

Jibril would say that Rhy has pleasured him twice over he likes this. But he'd do anything for Rhy at this point. So his hand grips at the other's hip as he moves faster, looking up at the other again, to see if there's approval if it's done right. He takes him deeper into his mouth, his hand squeezing at the other's hip.

The deeper is really all he needed. It is enough to earn Rhy spilling over into Jibril's mouth with a quiet little moan. Vocal early doesn't mean loud at the end. Not for him.

Jibril swallows when the other starts to spill in his mouth. It's more difficult than he'd thought it would be. He continues to suck and swallow until Rhy is emptied, pulling back and giving the tip little licks.

Well, all Rhy can do is lay there, boneless, trying to breathe.

"Oh beloved, very good repayment."

Jibril is pleased to know he did well. He finally shifts back away from the others length though not getting up quite yet.

“I’m glad I can please you.”

What a silly thing. Rhy groans.

"Yes, you more than please."

Jibril smiles and then does get up, sitting on the edge of the bed as he looks at Rhy.

"And you're satisfied this morning?"

Satisfied? Rhy laughs and closes his eyes.

"Oh yes, very much."

Jibril shifts and he reaches for Rhy's shirt that had been discarded the night before, pulling it on and it's big on him.

"We should get cleaned up? I'm getting hungry."

Oh no, there may never have been a thing so beautiful as the sight of Jibril like that.

"I'll order food. You are welcome to use the shower first, my dove."

Jibril nods, standing again and then leaning up to kiss Rhy softly. "Nothing too fancy," he says softly and then he's moving toward the bathroom so he could shower and go about the usual morning routine.

Not fancy. He knows a place that does delivery breakfast. Waffles and omelets sounds best, and he places a rather large order.

IT was going to be a very, very good day.

After a shower and brushing his teeth Jibril comes back out. His hair damp and he has Rhy's shirt on still because he quite likes how it feels against his skin and how it smells like Rhy.

"What did you order?"

So. Fucking. Beautiful. Wet and dripping and dressed in Rhy's clothes. How is that not a seduction?

"Waffles. Omelets. A bit of fresh fruit."

Because Rhy likes food.

Jibril blushes when Rhy looks at him. He tugs at the ends of the shirt as if to pull it a little lower and goes to find a clean pair of underwear at least.

"That sounds good." It still seems like a lot of food to him. He'll never be used to the excess that comes with Rhy.

Even with underwear, Rhy is going to leer at his lover.

"Well, it's do in another fifteen. And we will eat our fill and put the rest away for later."

Jibril sits on the Small loveseat in the room.

“Are you going to shower?”

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