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[there's another stifled almost-laugh, and koby's already opening his mouth to say something about enough personal evidence to confirm that theory, but then -- but then harry's spreading out, holding his thighs and licking slowly up the flushed seam of his cunt and -- and it's good, every single time, a year of experience still not making that first electric sensation any less blissful.
koby makes a sound closer to a keen than anything else, and he suddenly knows exactly what to do with his hands, sliding one into the mess of harry's dark curls, something almost tender in how he rests a palm there, cradles the back of harry's head. a press forward when the clumsy, eager angle of harry's tongue is just right, encouragement undercut with the soft litany of words:] Y-Yes, there, right -- there, please--
[perhaps unsurprisingly, koby is noisy in bed, incurable yapper that he is, breathless words blurring together with the way he moans and whimpers and rocks up against harry's relentless mouth. it doesn't take very long until he's close, youthful enthusiasm working against him. thighs shivering, koby curls his toes against the bedspread, grips tighter at harry's hair and manages --] Almost, I'm -- almost there, I-I--
koby makes a sound closer to a keen than anything else, and he suddenly knows exactly what to do with his hands, sliding one into the mess of harry's dark curls, something almost tender in how he rests a palm there, cradles the back of harry's head. a press forward when the clumsy, eager angle of harry's tongue is just right, encouragement undercut with the soft litany of words:] Y-Yes, there, right -- there, please--
[perhaps unsurprisingly, koby is noisy in bed, incurable yapper that he is, breathless words blurring together with the way he moans and whimpers and rocks up against harry's relentless mouth. it doesn't take very long until he's close, youthful enthusiasm working against him. thighs shivering, koby curls his toes against the bedspread, grips tighter at harry's hair and manages --] Almost, I'm -- almost there, I-I--
Hello, Koby! I hope you have been doing well. :)
Iggy told me that you might have an idea of how to ask the library for something.
Iggy told me that you might have an idea of how to ask the library for something.
[Oh how he loves hands in his hair. That's another thing Harry has discovered about himself.
He takes direction well. If Koby tugs him over way or pulls him closer, Harry just applies himself in the exact place he's been led. He appears tireless in this activity at least.
When Koby warns him, he barely nods. Harry's lips close over the swollen flesh of Koby's clit and sucks. His gentle hands slip under the quivering thighs and hold, keeping Koby in place no matter how strongly his hips might buck.]
He takes direction well. If Koby tugs him over way or pulls him closer, Harry just applies himself in the exact place he's been led. He appears tireless in this activity at least.
When Koby warns him, he barely nods. Harry's lips close over the swollen flesh of Koby's clit and sucks. His gentle hands slip under the quivering thighs and hold, keeping Koby in place no matter how strongly his hips might buck.]
Having you for breakfast? Yes, that was always the plan.
[ q, please. ]
And I like to know you're with people that care about you. Or that you're feeling good. But you said he's close to Tim?
Why are you worried?
[ q, please. ]
And I like to know you're with people that care about you. Or that you're feeling good. But you said he's close to Tim?
Why are you worried?
That's good to hear! Yes, I would hope that all of us are doing better than we were in February.
I'm hoping to get a musical instrument.
I'm hoping to get a musical instrument.
What? I'm
QUENTIN. That's not what I MEANT. [now he's flustered in public!!]
Well, that's mutual.
Quite close, yes. Tim's been glowing since they started spending time together.
It's silly, I know, but. Tim falls so hard, so quickly, and if bad things happen, he gets hurt so deeply. I don't think Harry would hurt him on PURPOSE, but still.
QUENTIN. That's not what I MEANT. [now he's flustered in public!!]
Well, that's mutual.
Quite close, yes. Tim's been glowing since they started spending time together.
It's silly, I know, but. Tim falls so hard, so quickly, and if bad things happen, he gets hurt so deeply. I don't think Harry would hurt him on PURPOSE, but still.
[the slight nod is all koby needs -- that and the sudden focused pressure of harry's mouth, the grip of his careful, firm hands, the unspoken permission, you can let go, you can fall apart, you're okay, you're safe. it's something koby feels as deeply as the pleasure that bursts apart low in his stomach, releases on a shuddery, gasping sound that comes from just as deep, something half harry's name, half wordless bliss. his hips buck up, against the firm grip, helpless and searching, hands tightening in harry's hair as he comes on his tongue -- and no doubt soaks his chin in the process.
panting, gulping for air, koby doesn't even give himself a moment to breathe, already tugging up at harry's dark curls, clumsily trying to pull him away from his oversensitive, flushed cunt, wanting to snuggle into his fluffy chest and let his heart rate decrease. mumbled, huffy:] C'mere, up -- up here.
panting, gulping for air, koby doesn't even give himself a moment to breathe, already tugging up at harry's dark curls, clumsily trying to pull him away from his oversensitive, flushed cunt, wanting to snuggle into his fluffy chest and let his heart rate decrease. mumbled, huffy:] C'mere, up -- up here.
[Harry lets up only because Koby tells him to, pulling his mouth away with a rueful smile and letting go of his thighs.
He licks his lips as he crawls up, to lay on his side so he can see Koby properly. His cock is hard but he barely notices.]
You taste divine.
He licks his lips as he crawls up, to lay on his side so he can see Koby properly. His cock is hard but he barely notices.]
You taste divine.
Unfortunately, but that is all we can hope for.
I appreciate the warning. A friend of mine asked for something and she didn't get it, like a cruel trick.
I appreciate the warning. A friend of mine asked for something and she didn't get it, like a cruel trick.
Well it's what I meant. :)
But you're right. We all have a leaning toward falling hard and falling quickly. I think Harry means well and cares deeply. Just like Hawk for Tim - it took time, but things seem better.
I'll even admit that Hawk is slightly less terrible than I imagined him to be.
But you're right. We all have a leaning toward falling hard and falling quickly. I think Harry means well and cares deeply. Just like Hawk for Tim - it took time, but things seem better.
I'll even admit that Hawk is slightly less terrible than I imagined him to be.
You're incorrigible. ♡₊˚⊹
We do, for better or worse. Better, for me, obviously, but Tim's had a couple experiences with "worse".
I'm going to screencap that as soon as I remember how.
He's trying, at least. I can see that. And he loves Tim, which is the most important part.
We do, for better or worse. Better, for me, obviously, but Tim's had a couple experiences with "worse".
I'm going to screencap that as soon as I remember how.
He's trying, at least. I can see that. And he loves Tim, which is the most important part.
[still panting, out of breath, koby immediately rolls onto his side and squirms closer, pressing the flushed, shivery length of his body up against harry, which -- probably doesn't bode well for being able to see one another, yes, but feels nice. it's nice to snuggle into his shoulder, breathing shakily, kissing the place where his pulse beats, clumsily.]
F-Flattery. [fondly, one shaky hand petting at the fluff of harry's chest. koby fidgets a bit, shifting his hips until the hard length of harry's cock slips between his still-slick thighs.]
F-Flattery. [fondly, one shaky hand petting at the fluff of harry's chest. koby fidgets a bit, shifting his hips until the hard length of harry's cock slips between his still-slick thighs.]
We've all had our dealings with the "worst". I hope there are fewer here for all of us.
And you would screencap this and use it against me, Captain? I'm appalled.
He does love Tim. It's plain as day. I'll give him that.
And you would screencap this and use it against me, Captain? I'm appalled.
He does love Tim. It's plain as day. I'll give him that.
She asked for her dragon back. I don't know if that's something that would normally be turned down or not, but it doesn't seem fair that some people can get things and others cannot.
We have. [there's an almost tangible pressure drop, gently rattling the windows, because -- well. koby's thinking about the regent, and that's what happens when he does that. it passes after a moment, replaced with his usual soft warmth.]
I would never! I'd put it in a memory book. The day Quentin said Hawk wasn't as terrible as he could be.
And so do we. That's the most important part, right? We can figure out anything else.
I would never! I'd put it in a memory book. The day Quentin said Hawk wasn't as terrible as he could be.
And so do we. That's the most important part, right? We can figure out anything else.
Note to self: do not ask for anything living.
Also: what is a den-den mushi?
Also: what is a den-den mushi?
Mmmhm. [amused, languid, that pleasant boneless place post-climax that koby feels sometimes as if he could live inside forever and ever. he shifts his hips, absently, squeezes his thighs together and leans back enough to peek upwards and see harry’s reaction.]
Well, I’m pleased to pass approval, then. [still petting at the curling, dark hair, absently:] Do you want to keep going? I should’ve warned you, I don’t, ah…need a lot of time to recover. Between rounds. And I can go for -- a while. [sweetly, innocently, all big doe eyes and earnestness:] My record is forty-eight hours.
Well, I’m pleased to pass approval, then. [still petting at the curling, dark hair, absently:] Do you want to keep going? I should’ve warned you, I don’t, ah…need a lot of time to recover. Between rounds. And I can go for -- a while. [sweetly, innocently, all big doe eyes and earnestness:] My record is forty-eight hours.
[Harry looks like maybe someone has shown him what heaven feels like: his eyes are softly awed and glazed with pleasure.
Harry blinks that hazy look away and laughs.]
Forty--? Koby. Koby my dearest, I will die.
[Laughing still, he presses a kiss to Koby's forehead.] I really will!
But I'm not done in yet. Yes, I should very much like to have you spend again.
Harry blinks that hazy look away and laughs.]
Forty--? Koby. Koby my dearest, I will die.
[Laughing still, he presses a kiss to Koby's forehead.] I really will!
But I'm not done in yet. Yes, I should very much like to have you spend again.
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